Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious Chapter 554: Hoping for a Daughter

Chapter 554: Hoping for a Daughter

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Zhuang Ling commented in disbelief, “I’ve never seen a rich person so down-to-earth before.”

But Shangguan Ze, after enjoying another cup of tea, shared his philosophy, “You don’t understand, this is called knowing how to live. Do you know the highest realm of living? It’s living at zero cost. That’s my goal.”

Xu Yi rolled his eyes sarcastically, “Yeah, right. Just call it freeloading.”

Pondering over Shangguan Ze, who was supposedly a key figure in S.K., they wondered if Rong Qi didn’t pay him well causing him to develop a peculiar behavior.

‘Sigh, even worse off than me. Although my wages are completely docked, at least I had them once.’ Xu Yi thought.

Upstairs, Rong Qi entered the bedroom but found no sign of Ye Nanshen, only hearing the sound of water from the bathroom. She approached and knocked on the door. She asked, “Shen, are you done showering?”

The water stopped briefly.

“Rong Rong, don’t come in. I’m dirty,” Ye Nanshen said.

Rong Qi, perplexed, found the door locked. She asked, “If touching your arm makes you dirty, then having your child must make me a garbage dump to you, right?”

Rong Qi leaned casually against the door, her tone teasing, “If you don’t open up, I’ll just pick the lock myself.”

There was a brief pause from inside, then a swift “whoosh” as the bathroom door opened. Rong Qi stood by the door, her gaze sweeping over the man who was clad only in a bath towel. She was taken aback after she saw his crimson eyes.

“Shen…”

‘Isn’t the K3 virus already neutralized? Why is his eyes turning red again?’ Rong Qi pondered.

Ye Nanshen, standing in the doorway, attempted to reach out to Rong Qi but withdrew his hand. He said, “Rong Rong is not a garbage dump.”

“Of course, I’m not. Stop washing, or your arm will become ugly, and I won’t want it anymore.”

Rong Qi, concerned about Ye Nanshen’s reddened and roughened arm, felt pained. He had been obsessively cleaning himself in solitude for who knows how long.

Ye Nanshen’s eyes suddenly sharpened, sensing the smell of blood on Rong Qi, “Rong Rong, I smell blood on you.”

Rong Qi calmly responded, “Just some troublemakers. It’s settled now.”

“Who was it?”

“w.a.n.g Qing,” Rong Qi answered honestly, knowing she couldn’t hide this from him.

Ye Nanshen’s eyes darkened, “It seems I was too lenient with her.”

“Don’t worry, Shen. The manager at Xihuang will know how to handle her.”

Rong Qi wanted to ease Ye Nanshen’s agitation, gently touching his arm, “What did you use to wash?”

Ye Nanshen showed her a brush, hiding his turbulent emotions.

Rong Qi, seeing the brush, was astonished, “Are you crazy?”

Ye Nanshen paused thoughtfully, then added seriously, “Just glad you’re not angry. I don’t want other women to touch me, and I hate them touching me. You can’t leave me; I’ve chosen you. And… our daughter.”

Rong Qi smiled, “You don’t want a son?”