BXBX NOVEL Chapter 1517 - My Little Hag-Faced Wife
Chapter 1517: My Little Hag-Faced Wife
Si Yiyan always had a very elegant manner of eating, even when slurping up long, drippy noodles. It showed his well-bred upbringing. He quickly finished that bowl of noodles, down to the very last drop of soup.
Wen Xinya felt very happy on seeing that he had truly enjoyed the noodles.
Having eaten his fill, Si Yiyan leaned against the sofa and watched her quietly. His gaze was serious and focused. Under the warm, yellow lights, her fair and delicate face glowed. Even the exquisite flower hairpin in her hair was not half as lovely as her.
The beige, flowered apron looked comical on him but looked exceptionally charming on her.
His gaze tracked her like a shadow, making Wen Xinya feel rather uncomfortable and peevish. “What are you looking at?”
“I am looking at my little hag-faced wife!” The corners of Si Yiyan curled up in a smile as he blurted out exactly what he was thinking.
Si Yiyan suddenly recalled how when he first returned to Capital city six years ago, he had attended a dinner event and drank a lot of wine. High on all that alcohol, he had behaved audaciously, urging others to drink along with him. One of them had stood up with a smile and said, “You guys continue having fun. I have a curfew. My hag of a wife will make a big fuss if I return any later!”
Everyone had immediately teased him for being a cowardly husband who was afraid of his strict wife.
Si Yiyan did not think much about it at that time.
He had just smiled without feeling much of anything.
But recalling that incident now, he felt a warm sense of stability. There was a woman who would endure the daily toils of a home life just for you. So what if she ended up being a hag-faced wife? She would still be the world’s most beautiful hag-faced wife.
Wen Xinya was incensed and glared fiercely at Si Yiyan. “You are the one who is a hag. Your entirely family is hags! Have you ever seen a hag-faced wife as beautiful as I am?”
It was her impression that the term hag-faced wives described those women who, after marrying and bearing children, spent their entire life taking care of their husband and kids, centering their whole existence on household affairs, while completely neglecting to take care of themselves. As a result, they ended up being dour-looking, haggard middle-aged women, only to be discarded by their husbands eventually.
Si Yiyan said in a low voice, “Mmm, I have never seen a hag-faced wife as lovely as you. So you are the world’s most beautiful hag-faced wife!”
Wen Xinya’s annoyance was instantly dispelled. Nevertheless, she was still somewhat displeased. “You are not allowed to say I am a hag-faced wife!”
Si Yiyan coaxed. “Alright, I won’t!”
In his heart, he had already affirmed that she was the hag-faced wife whom he would spend the rest of his life with.
Wen Xinya was finally satisfied. However, on second thoughts, she felt that she was being too lenient forgiving him just like that. She pouted unhappily again. “They say that men will always be inflicted by a seven-year itch. We are approaching seven years soon. Tell me honestly, are you getting tired of me?”
The more she thought about it, the more morose she got. They had yet to be married and she had already become a hag-faced wife in his eyes. She was clearly still young and beautiful. In what way did she look like a hag-faced wife?
Si Yiyan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at her dejected expression. “What nonsense are you spouting? How could I ever get tired of you!”
He couldn’t love her more, how could he be tired of her? That silly little girl just loved to imagine all sorts of crazy things.
Wen Xinya lifted her pretty little face, which was filled with hope. “Really?”
Si Yiyan held her waist and kissed her. “Have I ever lied to you?”
He had been with Xinya for so many years but had never lied to her about anything.
Xinya was not at all appeased. She puffed her cheeks and argued. “Then why did you call me a hag-faced wife?”
She just couldn’t understand it. She was clearly as beautiful and youthful as flowers blooming in the springtime. How did she suddenly become a hag-faced wife?
Si Yiyan’s heart melted at her adorable manner. “Just take it that I wish to marry you as soon as possible, to turn you into a hag-faced wife who only belongs to me.”
He did have such thoughts. They still had a long road ahead of them filled with countless uncertainties. Even if he was confident of walking down that path with her, there were times he was worried about being blindsided by external problems along the way. He would only be truly assured if he could marry her as soon as possible.
Wen Xinya was finally pacified. Her beautiful eyes brightened and shone with a cheerful spirit. “Will you still love me as you do now even if I really become a hag-faced wife in the future?”
Wen Xinya felt that women were truly pitiful. After getting married, the amount of sacrifice they put in for the children, for the husband, for the family life—would never be as highly valued as the money which men earned working outside. Most men were self-centered, while women would place the family before themselves. Some heartless men would abandon their wives after striking it rich, discarding the woman who had stood by him through the hard times like yesterday’s leftover foods.
Men would forever be such selfish creatures.
Si Yiyan looked at her in all seriousness. “When such a day arrives, I will love you even more. I will be ever so grateful to all that you have sacrificed for me, for my family and for our children.”
Wen Xinya was instantly moved to tears, which glistened in her eyes. “You cannot lie to me. I will treat your words as the truth.”
Si Yiyan smiled. “When have I ever lied to you?”
Wen Xinya thought about it and realized that Si Yiyan had indeed never lied to her about anything. She gleefully held Si Yiyan’s face and kissed him gently on the lips. “It’s 11:35 PM now, your birthday will be over soon. This will be the final chance I get to say this: Darling, Happy Birthday!”
Si Yiyan hugged her by the waist and nuzzled her lips lightly. “Then what about my birthday present?”
Although she had already given him a really big surprise today, the present which she had fretted over for an entire week had yet to materialize.
Wen Xinya purposely put on a blank look and asked, “What present? Didn’t you enjoy the special birthday program which I have so carefully planned for you today?”
She had already prepared the present, but she was now reconsidering whether or not to take it out. After all, that gift was too...
Si Yiyan turned a probing eye to the person before him. Dressed in a glorious white which accentuated her loveliness and radiant beauty, she exuded charm and allure. His gaze gradually turned profound, harboring a deep yearning that sent shivers down one’s soul. His earlier suppressed desires instantly surged to the surface.
Si Yiyan’s hoarse voice was seductively elegant, like the heart-stirring strings of a violin. “Are you intending to give yourself to me as my present? Madam is truly thoughtful. In that case, it would be disrespectful of me to reject such an inspired gift.”