Chapter 322

If he never encountered that person in his entire life, then maintaining a marital relationship while being like friends as they were now would also be very good for a lifetime.

After all, the matter of sleeping together had nothing to do with love.

"Alright, you have to be mentally prepared, I can eat a lot." Shu Xia smiled mischievously.

Being his wife, she liked this perk very much!

Qiao Muting's eternal iceberg face melted under Shu Xia's smile, and he laughed along, "Your husband is best at making money, you won't eat me into bankruptcy, eat without worry."

"Mm, the duck intestines aren't enough, Husband, help me add another portion!" Shu Xia blinked at Qiao Muting with an extremely bright smile.

Under normal circumstances, she definitely wouldn't be able to call him "Husband," but the atmosphere was just right now, and they were joking, so she could say it, and she even deliberately emphasized the word "Husband."

Hearing the word "Husband" spoken from the red lips of the woman before him, Qiao Muting's pupils darkened slightly.

A thought sprouted in his heart.

In bed, if she called him "Husband" instead of Mr. Qiao, then...

"Okay." He responded softly, suppressing a trace of desire in his throat.

After a hot pot meal, Shu Xia felt that the ice between the two of them had broken a bit, and they were no longer as polite as before.

Getting along felt more comfortable.

However, Shu Xia still grasped the sense of boundaries well, always keeping in mind that there was a river between the two of them, and not to step over it lightly.

When leaving the restaurant, Shu Xia smiled and thanked Qiao Muting, "Thank you, Mr. Qiao, today's dinner was fantastic!"

Qiao Muting frowned upon hearing the words "Mr. Qiao," "Why aren't you calling me Husband anymore?"

Shu Xia's face flushed red; she couldn't bring herself to call him that now, "I was just joking earlier."

"You can call me Husband from now on, I like hearing it." Qiao Muting looked at Shu Xia deeply.

"I..." Shu Xia's expression froze.

His gaze easily gave one the illusion that he liked her.

How could that be possible.

The word "Husband" seemed to suddenly burn her mouth, and she avoided his ambiguous gaze, "I'll go get the car first."

Qiao Muting followed her closely and got into the car.

Shu Xia was somewhat surprised, "Aren't you taking your own car?"

Every time he sat inside her small car, there was a sense of incongruity, like a great Buddha suddenly entering a small temple.

"I had the driver take it away just now, I'll ride in your car home," he said.

Shu Xia couldn't say anything more.

This scene of the two of them sitting in the car was seen by Shu Chen, who had just walked out of the restaurant.

Shu Chen was dumbfounded.

He almost exclaimed out loud: "Who is that man?"

The friend beside him was a bit confused by this question, looked in the direction of Shu Chen's gaze, and asked in bewilderment: "What man?"

Shu Chen ignored his friend.

But Lin Xu, who had walked out behind them, also saw that scene.

He didn't see the man's face, but he did see Shu Xia.

"That man is your precious sister's lover; so it turns out she didn't find a sugar daddy, she found a gigolo who lives off a woman, he doesn't even have his own car and is riding in hers," Lin Xu sneered, speaking without thinking.

He had overestimated Shu Xia in the past.

Being a mistress for someone else might not be great, but it was still better than her keeping a gigolo herself, right? That man's back looked tall and well-built; it was clear he had specifically trained.