Chapter 127: Forgetting to Hide Well

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Forgetting to Hide Well

Yang Chen sighed, "You insisted that I speak..."

"Don't waste time, just say it. But I warn you, technology is very advanced now. If you make things up, I can analyze it through translation tools. So, if you can't do it, just give up," Lin Ruoxi rarely showed a hint of playfulness, waiting to see Yang Chen embarrass himself and admit defeat.

Yang Chen gave her a strange look, cleared his throat, and began to translate:

"...Joseph came in, he gently pushed open my bedroom door. I could hear my heartbeat, so full of longing to be loved... I didn't know whether I should wake up to stop him. Charles is next door, he is Joseph's brother, my husband, but at this moment, we are both betraying him..."

Translating up to this point, Lin Ruoxi paused, but didn't speak, looking at Yang Chen with suspicion, unable to determine if this was true.

Yang Chen shrugged, continuing to translate:

"Joseph kissed my earrings, and I felt my body heating up. How long has it been, oh... my dear Joseph, you're like a warm fireplace in winter, lush greenery in summer. I can't get rid of you... oh, dear, kiss me, possess me... forget who Daphne is to you, forget who you are. We're just a pitiful pair of lovers... Joseph kissed my chest..."

"Stop!" Lin Ruoxi finally couldn't bear it anymore, her ears turning red with embarrassment. She closed the book and gritted her teeth, "How can you be like this? Even if you can't translate, you shouldn't make things up, especially something like this! Why would you say such vulgar words?"

Yang Chen shrugged helplessly, "I didn't make it up, that's how it's written in the book."

"Who would believe you! You must be making it up. How could a book have such content? Didn't the censors know?" Lin Ruoxi couldn't understand why such words would appear here. It seemed her wife was quite conservative in this regard. She didn't know that such descriptions were commonplace abroad.

At that moment, an elderly man with gray hair, slightly tall, wearing a gray sweater and reading glasses, approached from the other end of the bookshelf. He smiled at Lin Ruoxi and said, "Miss, this young man isn't making it up. I've read that book before, and those passages are in there." Diiscover new stories at novelhall.com

Lin Ruoxi looked at the old man in confusion. "Are you..."

"I'm Mr. Zhao. You can call me Old Zhao. I specialize in the study of the Indo-European language family, so I can understand Albanian. What that young man just translated should be correct. I remember that the book mainly tells the story of a Serbian woman hesitating about betraying her marriage, and her name should be Daphne," Old Zhao explained.

Of course, Lin Ruoxi wouldn't think that a kindly old man would come over and collude with Yang Chen to deceive her for no reason. Although she knew she had wrongly accused Yang Chen, seeing his smug look made her feel somewhat aggrieved. How could this guy's brain be so versatile to understand such an obscure language!

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao. Are you here to read as well?" Yang Chen felt grateful to the old man; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to explain.

Lin Ruoxi smiled faintly and said softly, "You go down in the elevator first, wait for me at the cashier's desk, and I'll go get two more books before coming down."

Hearing his wife speaking so gently, Yang Chen almost thought he was hallucinating. But considering that it wouldn't take much time to get two more books, he lifted the two baskets and took the elevator downstairs alone.

Five minutes later, Lin Ruoxi also emerged from the elevator, tightly holding two books, trying to hide them from view. Yang Chen didn't bother asking her what books she had bought to hide from him. After placing the two baskets on the cashier's desk, he stood aside and watched Lin Ruoxi pay.

Luckily, there was a handcart available on the first floor, or Lin Ruoxi would have struggled with her nearly hundred books. Many people saw Lin Ruoxi buying so many books at once and whispered in awe at her lifestyle. After all, books weren't cheap, and buying so many would easily cost thousands. Lin Ruoxi paid with her card without batting an eyelid.

As Yang Chen pushed the cart with Lin Ruoxi towards the parking lot, he couldn't help but ask, "Ruoxi, with so many books, will you be able to read them all?"

Lin Ruoxi replied unusually seriously, "Actually, many of these books are for reference and don't necessarily need to be read completely. Besides, I like to collect all kinds of books."

Yang Chen was puzzled. She was speaking so calmly to him, which was unlike her usual style. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Ruoxi, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? You don't sound like yourself."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruoxi felt a sudden wave of displeasure. Was there something wrong with talking to him normally? So she retorted irritably, "Are you deliberately seeking to be scolded? Do you only feel happy when I mock you?"

"Oh, right! That tone, that's more like it!" Yang Chen chuckled.

Lin Ruoxi rolled her eyes and remained silent.

When it came time to load the pile of books into the car, it naturally took a lot of effort, as stacking them carelessly could easily damage the books.

As they were almost finished loading the books, Yang Chen absentmindedly picked up a book from the bottom of the cart. Suddenly, he froze on the spot.

Lin Ruoxi, lost in her own thoughts, saw Yang Chen holding a book and looked over with confusion. But just one glance made her blush to the roots of her ears, her delicate face glowing like a ripe autumn moon...

Oh no! How could I forget to hide it properly?

The book Yang Chen picked up was one of the last two books Lin Ruoxi chose. Its title was—

"The Guide to Being a Virtuous Wife and Good Mother"...