The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 232: This—She’s Really Good at It!

"Then why are you in a rush?"

"After all, you’re still young and can’t tell what’s urgent or not."

Yao’s man caught her eye briefly yesterday, and he had an air about him that was anything but ordinary.

Aunt He gave her a reproachful glance.

"I thought you were smart, how can you be so confused about this?"

"It’s important to teach the kids, but you also need to make sure your man is devoted to you."

Aunt He: "The reason your mother’s life is good is because your father is good. With a strong marital relationship, your days will be fulfilling."

She spoke from experience.

"Back in my day, it was only after having a son that I managed to stand firm in the in-laws’ home. When I berate your uncle, it’s not because I hope it’ll improve him; I know his character all too well. Our lives go on muddledly. My thoughts are all on the kids, raising them, hoping for them to achieve great things."

She patted Yu Tingwan’s hand.

"But you’re different."

"Girl, I took one look at your man yesterday and knew he was opinionated and no simpleton."

Aunt He surveyed the yard.

"For the previous owners to willingly move out, you must have shelled out quite a bit of money."

She then looked at the ruby on the girl’s clothes.

"And he’s willing to spend on you."

Aunt He: "You need to keep him this way!"

That man is handsome, rich, generous, and no doubt has many women chasing after him.

For now, he’s good to Yao, but who can say about the future?

She’s lived long enough and never met a truly honest man.

Don’t say men turn bad when they get money; they’re inherently bad, just lack the means when they’re broke.

Her own man talks about how his brother died young, and how he pitied the widow?

She doesn’t buy it; he’s had some improper thoughts for sure.

How many wealthy men don’t have multiple wives and concubines?

A good husband is like finding a needle in a haystack.

But she kept these thoughts to herself, fearing Yu Tingwan might get anxious because she’s young.

Aunt He looked at her delicate face.

The girl was unquestionably beautiful.

She’s never seen a girl more beautiful than Yu Tingwan.

She hoped Yu Tingwan would always be fine.

Aunt He hinted.

"If you want lasting love between a couple, listen carefully."

"Men don’t like stubborn and rash women; they prefer affectionate girls."

She made it clear, suggesting Yu Tingwan should temper her temper.

Yu Tingwan listened.

The girl straightened her posture, confidently acknowledging: "I’m exactly the kind they like."

She could say sweet words to Wei Zhao effortlessly!

Aunt He: "???"

"Don’t you know your true nature?"

Aunt He continued despite feeling resistant.

"You need to be gentle, kind, considerate, and occasionally show vulnerability."

She feared Yu, this prickly girl, wouldn’t understand. After all, the girl was known to be quite confrontational in her memory.

She carefully explained.

"For instance, imagine it’s pouring rain. There are two girls on the roadside. One is arrogantly insufferable, with her eyes set skyward, even wanting to fight you. The other is huddled in a corner, looking white with cold, yet insists she’s fine, saying at most she’ll get sick but not die."

"But you have only one umbrella. Who would you give it to?"

Yu Tingwan was serious.

Under Aunt He’s expectant gaze, she didn’t hesitate.

"Neither."

Yu Tingwan: "What if I get wet?"

She was precious too.

"Why care about them?"

Aunt He: "???" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

It felt wrong but seemed reasonable.

She pulled her to sit down, hoping to impart some sense: "Men are always tender-hearted towards women. If you quarrel, a few tears and some soft words will surely make him sympathetic. Can you do that?"

This... Yu Tingwan really couldn’t.

She pondered, lowering her head and furrowing her brow.

"You need to play hard to get."

The ways of a marital relationship are profound.

Aunt He had seen enough years to know what men fancied.

"You can’t make it too easy for them to have you."

Realizing Yu Tingwan was already married, she adjusted her speech.

"In bed, don’t be too indulgent."

"Occasionally, let them yearn and think of you with longing."

This advice!

Yu Tingwan couldn’t refute it and even deeply felt it was true.

Previously, when Wei Zhao wouldn’t let her approach, she was always yearning intensely.

Wei Zhao... was quite skilled.

"When dealing with men, you should give them some emotions. Occasionally praise them, coax them, admire their skills."

Yu Tingwan suddenly stood up straight.

This! She was quite adept!

Aunt He was a bit surprised.

"You can actually flatter people?"

"Of course."

Who does she think she is underestimating?

Yu Tingwan’s tone was light: "Right after marrying him, I would stick around him all day. Good words flowed, and he always found some he liked to hear."

The girl placed a pastry in Aunt He’s hand.

With justification.

"If he was willing to drink water or eat, I’d praise that his mouth wasn’t just for show."

Aunt He: "???"

"If he wasn’t staying inside, and let me support him outside, I didn’t mind him leaning all his weight on me."

This was more like it.

No sooner had Aunt He sighed in relief than she heard Yu Tingwan add: "I reminded him, if he got tired, tell me. Don’t put on a brave front. It’s no big deal if I fall, but if he falls, that’d be trouble. I don’t want a happy event turning into a funeral; I want us to last long together."

Aunt He almost choked on her snack.

She couldn’t imagine how Wei Zhao felt after hearing that.

She felt quite despairing.

Oh, Wei Zhao had no emotions.

Back then, Wei Zhao was indifferent, seeking death.

The girl’s words inspired him.

So he intentionally slipped and they both fell down.

Thankfully the snow was thick.

Falling down didn’t hurt, just made a dent in the snow.

Yu Tingwan was frightened, with snow sliding down her collar, chilling her to the bone.

She looked at Wei Zhao again.

Motionless.

Yu Tingwan thought he was done for.

Almost cried.

Dug him out of the snow pit with her bare hands.

He was alive.

Eyes open.

Even foolishly expressed regret.

Back then, Yu Tingwan couldn’t hold back and punched him.

["Do you dare do that again? Speak!"]

He responded dully.

["I won’t dare again."]

["You scared me."]

Wei Zhao glanced at her.

["Ha."]

So he got punched a few more times.

The Wei Zhao from back then was really incorrigible!

Thinking of this, Yu Tingwan’s fists started itching!

Aunt He continued with examples: "I shouldn’t have to mention about the widow, right? Last time your uncle went to chop wood for her, she served tea at his side as a token of appreciation. You guess what she said?"

Yu Tingwan glanced over: "What did she say?"

Aunt He turned cold: "She called your uncle ’big brother,’ sounding sweeter than the songbirds outside."

"She praised his skills in chopping wood, saying he’s so strong. Without your uncle’s help, she wouldn’t know what to do as a lone woman."

"She even shed tears."

"Saying she’s never met someone as good as your uncle, doesn’t even know how to repay him."

Aunt He: "Guess what happened next?"

She sneered: "Your uncle worked more diligently than ever, chopping enough wood for her entire winter. I’ve never seen him this hardworking at home."