Chapter 528: Don’t Set Up Flags Randomly
After arranging the battle plan, it was already deep into the night.
Aside from Li Shanyan who was working overtime in his office, Young Master Sang also planned to just grab a bite and continue working.
However, halfway through, the security guard at the door shouted:
“Sect Leader, the Lady has brought you food.”
Food delivery? Young Master Sang blinked.
When he opened the office door, he saw Zhang Xiaoying holding a lunchbox, her gentle peach pink gauzy dress flowing, with bright eyes and a radiant smile waiting for him.
“Hubby, you’ve worked hard overtime, have a few bites before continuing.”
“Oh dear, just for a servant to deliver it is enough, you didn’t have to come all this way,” Young Master Sang said, happily opening the lunchbox to find all his favorite dishes.
“I just wanted to accompany my hubby a bit longer.”
Li Shanyan’s mouth twitched, and he shrank back behind a thick pile of documents.
Clearly, he didn’t want to get irritated by this lovey-dovey couple.
“Old Li, you’ve worked hard too.”
Seeing Zhang Xiaoying take out her own share from the lunchbox, Li Shanyan’s face immediately lit up again: “Oh dear, Lady Xiaoying is truly beautiful and kind! I won’t hold back then.”
Young Master Sang pouted slightly, visibly dissatisfied, thinking he could have exploited Old Li for a bit of cash for that meal.
But with his wife watching, he didn’t want to appear too stingy.
—
After finishing the meal, having eaten someone’s food first.
To give the couple some alone time, Li Shanyan took a huge pile of documents to the next office.
Only Young Master Sang and Zhang Xiaoying remained in the room.
Young Master Sang bent over his desk, quietly dealing with papers while Zhang Xiaoying rested her head on her hand beside him, gazing at him quietly.
Time went by, and when Young Master Sang stretched, Zhang Xiaoying handed him the tea she had already prepared.
“Take a break?”
“Let’s take a break,” Young Master Sang said as he took a sip of tea, feeling refreshed.
Zhang Xiaoying walked up behind him, gently massaging his shoulders:
“Today, I had a long chat with Bai Ming.”
“She told me a lot of interesting things.”
“What could she tell?” Young Master Sang scoffed, “Her newly written smut?”
“She talked about many things from her hometown.”
Young Master Sang paused while sipping his tea.
“Who would’ve thought, Bai Ming’s hometown is such an interesting place.”
While continuing her gentle massage, Zhang Xiaoying said softly: “In her depicted world, humans don’t know how to cultivate, become immortals, or use various techniques.”
“They rely on a force called technology, still living their lives battling the heavens and being self-sufficient.”
“Bai Ming’s homeland is vast with abundant resources and a large population, its prosperity far exceeding Linzhou, allowing the common people to live well even without cultivators and spiritual power.”
“Moreover, that nation has a very conservative view on marriage and love; one can only choose one person to grow old with.”
Young Master Sang fell silent for a moment before slowly asking: “Does Little Ying like that kind of life?”
“It sounds pretty good.”
Zhang Xiaoying smiled softly: “But no matter how good it is, it can’t compare to my life now.”
“Compared to that, I’m more curious… which kind of life does my hubby prefer?”
Young Master Sang felt a hint of tension in Zhang Xiaoying’s shoulder massage.
After pondering for a moment, he slowly shook his head: “Just like you.”
“I don’t dislike that kind of life…”
“But.”
“It’s far less satisfying and happy than my life now.”
Zhang Xiaoying seemed to sigh in relief from behind him.
“…What all did she tell you?” Young Master Sang suddenly asked again.
“Nothing… we just chatted casually.”
Young Master Sang looked at Zhang Xiaoying helplessly.
Zhang Xiaoying lowered her gaze for a moment, then softly said: “Actually, I asked her.”
“I had a feeling for a long time that the way you and Bai Ming talk feels strangely familiar, and many words we can’t understand are only comprehensible to Bai Ming.”
“So…”
In the next moment, she seemed to want to justify: “But, but my intention was merely to understand some things about your hometown.”
“After all, all this time, you’ve been dedicated to us, while we’ve known so little about you—”
As she spoke, her voice gradually quieted down, and after hesitating, she whispered: “If hubby doesn’t want to talk about it, that’s okay.”
“No matter what, you’re still my hubby. I will always be your wife.”
“Where you come from, what secrets you have, are not important to me.”
“As long as you don’t abandon me, I’ll be satisfied.”
Young Master Sang stayed silent for a while before pulling Zhang Xiaoying into his embrace.
Perhaps it was because she was now a wife and mother, but there seemed to be a charm about Zhang Xiaoying that was previously absent, and her originally fragrant scent now carried a faint milky aroma.
This made Young Master Sang unable to resist burying his head deeper into Zhang Xiaoying’s embrace.
“Umm… hubby, that tickles,” Zhang Xiaoying said, her cheeks flushed, playfully scolding him.
“Our Little Ying is truly too gentle.”
Young Master Sang felt the softness of her embrace and lazily squinted his eyes: “If we’re being honest, it’s my fault.”
“Sorry. I’ve always kept quiet about my background and homeland.”
“It’s not that I didn’t want to tell you, it’s just that sometimes I don’t even know how to express it.”
Zhang Xiaoying blinked.
She could always sense that Young Master Sang had been deliberately avoiding bringing up his family matters.
Is it possible that his family was unfortunate?
But she didn’t dare to ask such questions or make baseless guesses. If he didn’t want to mention them, he surely had his reasons.
“In that case, hubby doesn’t have to tell me.”
Zhang Xiaoying cradled Young Master Sang’s head, gently stroking it as she said softly: “Whenever you feel like telling me, it’ll be fine then.”
Young Master Sang deeply buried his head into Zhang Xiaoying’s embrace, and after a long while, he quietly lifted half of his head, nodding.
“…Once we get through this calamity.”
“If we both come out safely.”
“I will tell you everything about myself.”
Zhang Xiaoying nodded, suddenly recalling something, gasping and covering her mouth:
“Ah, no, you mustn’t say that!”
“What’s wrong?”
“Bai Ming seemed to mention something like ‘we will win,’ ‘after winning, we’ll do this or that,’ you absolutely mustn’t say phrases like that.”
Young Master Sang looked at her with confusion.
“I don’t know what it means specifically…” Zhang Xiaoying explained uneasily: “But Bai Ming said that mentioning such things before the divine demons descend could lead to very bad outcomes.”
“She said it was called… flags?”
Young Master Sang: “……”
