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My Wife Might Be a Saintess

Chapter 274 - 273: Little Lass?
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Chapter 274: Chapter 273: Little Lass?

It was perfectly normal to give Su Qi the good food (especially since even better food was waiting for him), but he was also happy that the others weren’t eating.

After all, once this meat was gone, who knew when he’d get to have it again.

There was indeed a large supermarket not far from the villa community. Jiang Zuo arrived at the entrance shortly after.

Su Qi arrived not long after him.

She was wearing a hairband and casual clothes. She looked at Jiang Zuo with a girlish smile. At that moment, Su Qi looked just like a teenage girl; you couldn’t tell at all that she was already a married woman.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Qi asked, coming to Jiang Zuo’s side and waving a hand in front of his face.

Jiang Zuo took Su Qi’s hand and started toward the supermarket, saying casually, "Just thinking that you look like a young girl."

Su Qi smiled. "I wouldn’t go so far as to say a ’young girl,’ but I can be *your* little girl."

"Hey," Jiang Zuo glanced sideways at Su Qi and said reflexively, "Trying to act young."

Su Qi stopped in her tracks, her hand gripping Jiang Zuo’s even tighter.

"Uh, I’m just going to go wash my hands," Jiang Zuo said, trying to pull his hand away. Unfortunately, he couldn’t get it back.

"Mr. Jiang Zuo, you don’t want to show up to work tomorrow with a bite mark, do you?" Su Qi said.

Jiang Zuo was speechless.

’It had just been a slip of the tongue. In reality, Su Qi did look very young. Cultivators generally aged slowly.’

’This was especially true for Su Qi, who had been practicing her Cultivation in the Holy Land since she was a child. In that land of ice and snow, one aged even more slowly.’

’So, in a way, Su Qi really was just a young girl who happened to be his wife.’

’But she was probably going to be a mother soon, so ’young girl’ didn’t quite fit anymore.’

’However, being *his* personal little girl? That she could be, and then some.’

’She could be that for a lifetime.’

Just then, Su Qi spoke again. "Call me ’little girl’."

Jiang Zuo was speechless.

’There’s no way I can say that.’

******

A short while later, Su Qi was happily picking out items in the supermarket while Jiang Zuo pushed the cart, following behind her with a blank expression.

’In his past life, Jiu Xi had fought him for so long and never managed to easily change his mind. But in this life...’

’*Sigh*.’

’In this life, all that was left was this sigh.’

Su Qi picked out vegetables and selected cuts of meat, asking for Jiang Zuo’s opinion from time to time.

Jiang Zuo didn’t know much about this stuff. Back then, as soon as he’d mastered the basics of knife work, he had eagerly tried to stir-fry something. He gave up completely after that. It was a painful memory.

In no time, Su Qi had picked out a lot of groceries. Jiang Zuo asked, "Is that too much? Are a lot of people coming over?"

Su Qi led Jiang Zuo to the condiment aisle and said, "It’s just the four of us. You have to remember, we’re all Saintesses. Well, Candidacy Saintesses are still Saintesses. You said so yourself."

’Right, *we’re* all Saintesses,’ Jiang Zuo added in his head.

’A male Candidacy Saintess is still a Saintess.’

’Unless he had the title of Saint Heir, but unfortunately, the Holy Land had no such title.’

"Why are you buying so much for four people? Is your senior or junior sister a big eater?" Jiang Zuo asked.

"This is to stock up for them! They can’t compare to your wife. They’re not domestic at all, so how would they know how to shop for groceries and cook?" Su Qi said smugly, holding up a jar of chili sauce.

Jiang Zuo believed her. Most Cultivators didn’t know how to cook. Take Demon Cultivator Mo Yan, for example. Her cooking was enough to make Chi Xue Child’s entire Sect tremble in fear at the mere mention of it. freewёbnoνel.com

’In Jiang Zuo’s opinion, she was probably an even worse cook than he was.’

So, expecting a Saintess and a Candidacy Saintess to cook was really asking too much of them.

Still, Jiang Zuo didn’t get it.

Seeing Jiang Zuo’s confusion, Su Qi laughed. "Of course I’m not going to make them cook it themselves. The Holy Land has so many people; someone is bound to know how. We’ll just call them over to help with the cooking when the time comes."

Jiang Zuo asked curiously, "You all have to sort out your own meals? There’s no one who cooks for everyone?"

"Of course not. We’re all adults. If you can’t even figure out how to feed yourself, you might as well just stay in the Holy Land and focus on your Cultivation," Su Qi said.

Jiang Zuo had no more questions.

Just then, Su Qi suddenly asked, "You have enough money, right?"

Jiang Zuo rolled his eyes. "Just buy what you want. You don’t need to worry about that."

Su Qi put the item in the cart. "See how good I am? I never meddle with the finances. How many guys can be married and still have financial freedom like you? Isn’t your wife the best?"

In truth, if giving up their financial freedom meant they could marry a woman like Su Qi, plenty of men would willingly make that trade.

Jiang Zuo’s former self, for example.

But the real reason Su Qi didn’t handle their finances was that she was a Cultivator. She often had to go out, and sometimes she’d get into fights where it was impossible to answer the phone. If Jiang Zuo needed money at a time like that, he’d be left high and dry.

If it were an emergency, the consequences could be dire.

That’s why Su Qi had no intention of managing their money.

Of course, there was also the fact that managing money was a hassle. She didn’t earn any anyway, so she was happy to just rely on Jiang Zuo.

"Financial freedom doesn’t mean I can spend recklessly, either," Jiang Zuo said, pushing the cart after Su Qi.

By now, Su Qi had already moved on to a different section to shop.

"That’s right. Especially not on other women. Otherwise, your wife will get angry, and if she’s angry, she might not be able to have a baby," Su Qi said with a look of pure innocence.

Jiang Zuo felt helpless. Su Qi brought up having a baby at the drop of a hat, when she was clearly the one who was most concerned about whether she could have a normal pregnancy.

After a while, Su Qi finally finished shopping. There were four large bags in total.

Jiang Zuo carried all of them by himself. With Su Qi’s 2.6 Cultivation, carrying them would have been no problem at all, but she refused to.

The reason was simple: she looked so delicate. It would look awkward for her to be seen carrying all those things.

Su Qi looked at Jiang Zuo and smiled. "It’s a short walk. You just took a Source Bone Pill, so this should be no problem for you."

Su Qi had told Jiang Zuo about the Source Bone Pill first thing in the morning, though she only mentioned its benefits, not its value.

But a single Source Bone Pill was indeed enough to cause a revolutionary change in an ordinary person’s constitution.

So, Jiang Zuo said nothing and simply carried the bags in silence.

Before long, Su Qi excitedly led Jiang Zuo into Jingyue’s villa.

"This is my senior sister’s home here. Isn’t it beautiful? Though I still think our place is more comfortable," Su Qi introduced with a smile.

Jiang Zuo nodded casually as he listened to her introduction.

’Come to think of it, he was quite familiar with this place. He had explored it all before. It really was a nice villa.’

’Too bad he’d come here for the wrong reasons last time. Otherwise, that "fateful encounter" wouldn’t have happened.’

The moment they walked in, Qing Lian came over. "Brother Jiang, let me help you with those."

"No need," Jiang Zuo replied flatly.

Then he walked straight toward the kitchen. Having been there once before, he knew the way.

Su Qi and the others didn’t think anything of it. The kitchen was right nearby, so his actions were perfectly normal.

Watching Jiang Zuo walk away, Qing Lian thought for a moment before asking, "Why is Brother Jiang so cold? Is there some special reason for it?"

Jingyue patted Qing Lian’s shoulder. "You’ve been in the Holy Land for too long. You’re too naive. Didn’t you see your senior sister was right there? She’ll beat you up. There’s another reason, too: he doesn’t know you."

A look of realization dawned on Qing Lian. "So I just did something wrong? Master Qing Yue clearly said you two were the shame of the Holy Land, but now that I’m out here, why do I feel like I’m not even on your level?"

Su Qi and Jingyue were speechless.

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