Chapter 579: Chapter 579: The Wife Has Lost Weight_1 Chapter 579: Chapter 579: The Wife Has Lost Weight_1 “It’s not your fault! I’m sorry to have implicated you,” Nan Fei forced a smile, pretending to be cheerful.
“Since you’re my grandpa’s only apprentice, that makes us family. No need for formalities,” Dai Yifan winked at her playfully, “You’re probably not aware of how much my grandpa dotes on you. He made braised beef just for you and didn’t spare any for his own grandson.”
“Pft…” Nan Fei couldn’t help but laugh, “Our master is good to me.”
“Good? It’s more than good! So good that it makes others green with envy,” Dai Yifan exclaimed, both envious and jealous, “By the way, you’d better eat the millet porridge and braised beef my grandpa made while it’s hot.”
“Thank you!” Nan Fei hurriedly took the lunchbox, “It’s late, you should go home.”
“What a pity,” Dai Yifan shrugged his shoulders.
Nan Fei felt a little awkward, but she dared not ask Dai Yifan to stay. “Take care!” she said.
It was high summer. The road by the small inn was lined with lush French plane trees. In the deep dusk, Huo Beijiang leaned against a tree, lit a cigarette and took slow drags.
At this moment, an angry turmoil surged in his heart, jealousy whirling like a stormy sea. If not for his immense self-control, he didn’t know what he might do.
But what he feared most was scaring Nan Fei. He remembered the fear and rejection in her eyes from before. It was etched in his memory.
In order not to scare her, he had to control his emotions, no matter how difficult it was.
However, that youngster better watch out!
Daring to flirt with Huo Beijiang’s woman, he was indeed very bold!
But since Dai Yifan was here, the matter he had planned to tell his wife later could not be delayed. Although he knew the outcome wouldn’t be good, it was better if he told her himself than if she heard it from someone else.
Huo Beijiang dropped his half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stamped it out, then lit another one and continued puffing away.
His sharp eyes frequently swept across the entrance of the inn, immediately spotting Dai Yifan when he emerged.
A cold smirk curled up at the corners of his mouth.
Unaware of Huo Beijiang’s presence, Dai Yifan crossed the road and left.
After Dai Yifan had left the room, Nan Fei, holding the food box, closed the door and sat down on the couch by the window. As she was about to open the box, her gaze wandering out the window, she happened to see Huo Beijiang smoking downstairs.
Nan Fei couldn’t help but watch him, transfixed.
She remembered that in her past life, Huo Beijiang rarely smoked. As a special forces soldier, smoking would have dulled his sense of smell and taste.
Even after her rebirth, she had seen him smoke only a few times. He was chain smoking now, didn’t he know how damaging it was to his health?
Nan Fei lost her appetite, propping her chin with one hand, lost in thoughts. Feeling emotional and upset all day, she was already exhausted and before she knew it, she fell asleep.
After he smoked his last cigarette, Huo Beijiang, supporting himself on the tree trunk with one hand, casually climbed up to the second floor. In the blink of an eye, he had vanished from sight.
For him, the height was not an issue, and he could climb it in one second.
Climbing in through the window, he was thinking about warning his wife not to be so careless anymore. The windows must be locked. However, he hadn’t noticed that the police station was just across the road from the small inn.
Who would dare to climb through windows here without a death wish?
Upon landing, Huo Beijiang spotted his wife, fast asleep on the table. She looked so alluring and delicate that it instantly quelled the anger within him. The only thing he wanted was to take her in his arms, give her a deep kiss, and show her how much he loved and treasured her.
He gently scooped up Nan Fei. The moment she was in his arms, he could tell that she had lost weight.
She had lost at least five pounds! She was already so slim, and this made his heart ache even more. Her waist was so thin and soft, he could almost encircle it with one hand.