Chapter 4: Surrounded by His Women, There Was Nothing He Could Not See

Jiang Chengyan originally thought that after the girl had eaten and drunk her fill, she would naturally settle down and sleep quietly once she returned home.

But as it turned out, this was only the beginning.

Because the room was still a bit damp, Jiang Chengyan had added several more quilts to the kang bed. Yet, the moment he placed the girl on the bed and tucked her in, he heard her start to whimper and murmur once more.

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Chengyan, with no experience in raising pigs—no, rabbits—sat down by the kang, only to see the girl open her reddened eyes.

“I don’t feel well,” she said, pouting like a wronged rabbit.

“Are you hurt?” Jiang Chengyan looked down, reaching out to pick her up.

“This nest is uncomfortable. It’s prickly,” she complained, aggrieved.

Jiang Chengyan was speechless.

When he’d bought the bedding, he’d chosen only the finest materials, but this little rabbit still found it uncomfortable.

Red-eyed, she looked up at Jiang Chengyan. Seeing his expressionless face, she thought he was angry.

“What…what are you thinking about?” she asked timidly.

“I’m thinking that raising you is truly expensive.” It seemed he would need to go to town tomorrow and refurnish the house.

“You regret it???” The rabbit sat cross-legged on the kang, staring at Jiang Chengyan in astonishment. She knew that money was used to buy things—things to eat and drink.

“So what if I do?” Jiang Chengyan replied in all seriousness.

“No, I won’t leave.” The rabbit shook her head, and in the next instant, she threw herself into Jiang Chengyan’s arms.

Jiang Chengyan was silent.

“Get down,” he ordered, his voice stern and devoid of emotion.

The rabbit shook her head and clung even tighter.

“If you don’t get down, I’ll make braised rabbit stew,” Jiang Chengyan leaned down and whispered menacingly in her ear.

At this threat, the little rabbit slowly climbed off him.

“Bear with it for one night. Tomorrow, I’ll get you a new nest.” With that, Jiang Chengyan strode out, closing the door behind him with a bang.

Watching him leave with such long strides, the rabbit thought he was angry again and burrowed her head into the covers.

In the past, Jiang Chengyan would rise before dawn each day to practice his martial arts.

But today, before the sun was up, he was already in the kitchen making breakfast.

He finely shredded some greens and added them to a lean pork congee, boiled a few goose eggs, and prepared a small side dish of vegetables.

He had just finished when he heard movement from the west room.

“Brother.” Her voice was always soft and gentle.

Jiang Chengyan pushed open the door to the west room and found her clawing aimlessly through a pile of clothes.

“Brother, I don’t know how to wear these,” she nearly tore the clothes apart in her frustration.

There were no women’s clothes in the house, so she still had to wear Jiang Chengyan’s.

“‘Brother’ is wrong. Call me ‘husband.’” Jiang Chengyan, like a strict teacher, stood to the side and watched her flustered efforts.

She looked at him, utterly baffled.

“Say it,” Jiang Chengyan arched his brow and jerked his chin toward her.

“Husband,” she obediently called out.

“Mm.” Jiang Chengyan responded with all due seriousness, then helped her dress without so much as a flicker of emotion, even putting on her underclothes and the makeshift garments he’d fashioned for her.

She was, after all, his woman—there was nothing he couldn’t see.

“Come eat.” At last, he finished dressing her. Without so much as looking back, he told her, then went to set the table.

He turned to find the girl had hopped off the kang and was now bouncing along behind him.