Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 311 - 306: He Learned to Be Bad on His Own

Chapter 311: Chapter 306: He Learned to Be Bad on His Own

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Song Tingfan finally finished delegating his tasks, glanced at the hall, and saw the woman sitting and peeling the dried goods on the table.

His gaze swept over the soldiers nearby, occasionally slacking off, he pursed his lips with some displeasure, strode over with a stern face, and said, "The camp’s barrels are out of water, you guys go back and fetch some."

The few instinctively responded, "Yes."

But in their hearts, they wondered why they were the ones fetching water again; last time it was also them.

When they finished talking, Lin Qiao pointed at the dried goods, signaling for him to eat. Song Tingfan grabbed a handful of peanuts, swiftly shelled them, and then offered them by her mouth, "Eat."

Lin Qiao was taken aback for a moment, "You eat, I’ll peel them myself."

Seeing him insist, she reached out to take them, but his hand moved aside slightly, "Just eat directly."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She opened her mouth and ate, seeing him start peeling again, she quickly said, "No more, I still want to go see the shop."

After paying the Silver Coin, the two left the inn, Song Tingfan gave the peanuts in his hand to Lin Qiao, then lifted her onto the horse’s back, climbing up himself immediately.

The weather was now sultry, Song Tingfan worried about her getting sunburned, took an umbrella from the saddlebag, opened it and held it above her head.

Lin Qiao reached out to take it, "Let me hold it."

"Okay." Song Tingfan wrapped his arms around her, holding the reins, lightly kicked the horse’s belly, and moved forward.

After walking for a while, Lin Qiao felt some warm air by her ear, slightly turned her head and looked over, the handsome profile made her heart skip a beat, "Am I blocking you?" She said as she leaned to the side.

"No, I want to lean on you."

Song Tingfan freed one hand to straighten her head, then said, "Don’t be rigid, lean on me."

Lin Qiao: "..."

Ever since he opened up, this antagonist was like a "wild horse" off the reins, saying anything to her.

Made her rather bashful instead.

The shop was almost finished, the lead worker brought the ledger for settlement, Lin Qiao looked it over carefully, quickly pointed out an issue, "I asked about this stool, at most twenty-eight cents, why is it forty-eight cents?"

The lead worker was used to manual work, didn’t expect her to notice, immediately explained, "Wrong entry, sorry, too tired."

Lin Qiao would be a fool to believe it, she feigned a smile, "It’s fine, old age does that."

The woman’s words had underlying meaning, like a thorn, Song Tingfan chuckled gently beside her, the lead worker’s face blushed.

The ledger had price issues in four or five places, at least a difference of three taels of Silver, Lin Qiao couldn’t help but frown, the wages were already calculated high, yet unsatisfied.

But her tone remained restrained, "This ledger needs a redo, if you’re too tired, call someone else to write, overwriting is okay, underwriting means these days have been in vain."

"Yes, yes, yes, I’ll have them redo it." The lead worker wished he could find a hole to hide in, after saying this, he took the ledger and left.

Suddenly, the man chuckled twice, Lin Qiao looked at him, somewhat puzzled, instinctively asked, "What’s so funny."

"Qiao’er, handle the household from now on." Song Tingfan propped his head on one hand, quickly leaned in and kissed her.

Lin Qiao instinctively looked around, no one was paying attention, she glared at him, when she was young, her face would blush from saying a word, now he’s like an old rogue.

This definitely wasn’t taught by her, he learned to be bad on his own.

... 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

After leaving the shop, it had been three or four quarters of an hour, Lin Qiao looked around, not in the direction home, "Where to?"

"To buy clothes." Song Tiefan’s voice sounded behind her.

Lin Qiao thought he wanted to buy clothes, so she said nothing.

Passing by Ruyi Shop, stopped at the third store’s entrance.

"Why not shop at Ruyi Shop, they have many clothes suitable for you?" Lin Qiao asked curiously.

"Don’t like it." Song Tingfan tied the horse to a tree at the entrance, gently patted its head, signaling to behave.

The waiter from the fabric store greeted them, "What would you like to get? We’ve got lots of new stock, especially for madam, the fabric is light and cool."

"I don’t..." Lin Qiao was about to say buy, Song Tingfan interrupted, "Let’s have a look."

"Alright, both of you follow me this way."

The waiter happily invited them in, then pointed to the sample clothes displayed on the counter, swiftly said, "Madam has fair skin, doesn’t pick colors, looks good in whichever one."

Lin Qiao twitched her lips, "I’m not buying, just look for him."

"I’m not buying for me, it’s for you." Song Tingfan chose a thin gauze goose-yellow dress, sized her up with a few glances, finally his gaze fell on her shoulders.

He pursed his lips, "Is there anything that’s not gauze?"

"There is, but it’s not as cool as this fabric." The waiter pointed to another side, those clothes were more conventional, but still quite nice.

Song Tingfan’s eyes lingered on the goose-yellow dress, "Let’s see the goose-yellow one."

"I’m not buying, I have clothes, you just get what you need." Lin Qiao indeed had quite a few clothes; Ruyi Shop sends new styles, and there are still many she hasn’t worn.

Song Tingfan pursed his lips, insistently said, "It has to be bought."

He claimed he’d definitely buy many clothes for her.

"Don’t waste Silver Coin, not buying." Lin Qiao felt it was unnecessary, the clothes just pile up.

Seeing the stalemate, the waiter quickly mediated, "Madam, accept it since your husband cares, otherwise he wouldn’t even step into our shop."

Lin Qiao glanced at the man beside her, he was determined to buy, fine, talk to him at home.

She nodded, "Let’s have this one then."

"Certainly, this dress is four hundred sixty cents, take it for four hundred fifty cents."

The waiter swiftly packed a new dress, handed it over after Song Tingfan paid.

At this moment, Lin Qiao noticed the frayed shoes on Song Tingfan’s feet, "Is there anything he could wear, soles need to be sturdy."

"Yes, we have several types of thick shoes, which one to choose? I suggest moderate thickness, too thick is uncomfortable."

The waiter quickly came from the counter, pointed to another side’s shoes, continued, "The material of the middle ones is much better, doesn’t pinch, but they’re considerably more expensive, at least half a tael of Silver."

"That’s the one." Lin Qiao was generous with Song Tingfan, usually buying him the best possible.

Song Tingfan glanced at the shoes, then at her, warmth rising in his heart, "No need to buy such good ones, I wear out shoes quickly, just those on the side."

"Don’t listen to him, get the one I suggested." Lin Qiao took out Silver, placed it on the counter.

Probably witnessing such a couple for the first time, the waiter quickly packed the shoes, sincerely said, "You both have great relationship."

Husband buying for wife, wife buying for husband.