Chapter 229 We live like this for a lifetime, it's good

She nodded to Mrs. Lu, "I can just go to the parking lot myself. You go to the restaurant and find Mr. Lu and the others..."Seeing her like this, Lu's mother assumed she had gone home peacefully and...Outside, dark clouds churned across the sky, and a fierce wind whipped the branches of the trees. Withered leaves and dust were swept up in the gusts, creating a hazy vision. Suddenly, a golden lightning bolt streaked across the black horizon, momentarily illuminating the night. This was followed by a deafening roar of thunder, making this a truly frightening night.

Qiao Baoer looked out the window, her heart troubled.

"This weather is terrible, it looks like a typhoon..." It's not a good night to go out.

It started windy and cloudy in the morning, with heavy dark clouds gathering. Unexpectedly, it wasn't until late afternoon that the rain finally came. The thick, rolling storm clouds seemed to be brewing a violent downpour, poised to unleash their fury.

She reached out and closed all the windows in the bedroom, even drawing the curtains.

As soon as he turned around, he remembered something else and shouted towards the bed, "Junzhimu!"

The bedroom was eerily quiet, the stillness amplified by the thunder raging outside, unanswered.

Shepherd of men!

Her face suddenly became anxious, and she hurried over. Seeing the figure still sitting by the bed, she let out a sigh of relief and said resentfully, "Jun Zhi Mu, why didn't you answer me..."

A figure stood before him, and only then did he lift his head, his tone laced with complexity. "What is it"

"What's wrong I called you three times!"

Joe Baoer leaned down, her face close to his, looking at him with some puzzlement.

"I'm thinking," he said, as if casually, turning his head to avoid her gaze. His voice, as always calm and collected, quickly added, "About work stuff."

"What's the company's business, you're just trying to cover it up..." You're lying.

She stopped speaking, staring into his eyes which grew increasingly deep. Her face was tense and anxious, her voice rising in anger as she yelled at him, "I told you before, I call your name three times, no matter what happens, you have to respond… Jun Zhi Mu, don't play the big shot with me! You, you can't ignore me…"

He heard her voice growing softer, Qiao Bao'er was just that kind of woman. Even when she was timid, she would put on a brave face and say "You can't ignore me".

Only she dared to speak to him like that, and even he would subconsciously indulge her whims. Human nature always succumbs to frustration and pressure after being shaped by external factors. He didn't need her to be wronged; she could be spoiled and unrestrained.

"When will I stop paying attention to you."

Jun's master reached out and pulled her onto his lap, his gaze fixed on her face. He watched as she shifted from her aggressive demeanor to one of hesitant uncertainty, her emotions clearly written all over her features. She was genuinely at a loss.

"I've run into something recently, it's been a bit of a hassle." He looked at her eyes and said in a low voice, the truth.

"So, were you thinking about these things while we were having breakfast this morning"

"Yes."

This time, he didn't look into her eyes.

Qiao Bao'er was half-believing and half-doubting. She leaned her body sideways, her hands directly circling his neck, looking at him. A strange emotion welled up inside her, uncontrollably turning into sadness.

He's probably just really tired lately.

Last night, my aunt cooked dinner for me. We ate face-to-face at the table. It was a very ordinary home-cooked meal.

Her voice softened, and suddenly she murmured to herself, words she didn't know why she said. She just felt a sudden urge to tell him.

My aunt told me a lot, she said that someone like you is too good for us, and I would be very humble if I married you...

"Junzhi's Mu body was a little tense, but there wasn't the slightest bit of servile emotion in her words. "When I first married into the Jun family, I did have some worries back then."

She simply buried her head in his left shoulder, his shoulders were broad and reassuringly solid, his chest was strong and well-built. Jun Zhi Mu's body was very healthy, she had just measured his temperature with a thermometer and it was normal.

"You see, even renowned Master Lu is bullied by me every day. What's there to be humble about" She added a playful tone at the end of her sentence.

Because she later understood, this vast Jun family was really unfamiliar and restrained for her. But she knew that Jun Zhimu would support her, no matter what she did wrong or said wrong, he would be there for her.

Because of him, what else is there to be humble about.

Junzhi's shepherd never thought she would say these things to him, and he didn't understand what they meant specifically. The complexities of love between men and women left him confused, but hearing her say those words surprised him, and even brought him a bit of joy.

She wasn't good at saying those melodramatic things, her cheeks flushed red. She raised her head and put on a serious face, "Junzhimu, are you hungry I'll go ask Fang's mother to bring dinner up earlier..."

"No."

"But you only had some white rice porridge for breakfast." This young master Jun is really well-taken care of.

"Don't want to eat, I'll…"

He was still treating his own body this way, but as soon as the words left his mouth, a sharp pain shot through his head, and his face suddenly paled. He gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Are you having a headache"

Jo Bao'er noticed, he frowned. She immediately stood up from his lap, her voice taking on a more serious tone.

Perhaps it was the intensity of her gaze, such a simple emotion, that made her worry. Junzhi Mu's heart stirred slightly, and he responded in a low voice, "Hmm." This time, he didn't conceal his feelings.

"Lying in bed, I'll get a bottle of medicated oil to rub on your back for you…"

Her husband's migraines weren't something she found particularly surprising. The doctor said it was caused by him working overtime and staying up late, which made him tired. It didn't really affect his daily life, so she wasn't too worried. After all, migraine headaches weren't a serious illness. Eventually, she learned to control the pressure and use oil on his temples, which helped alleviate some of his pain.

She isn't a gentle and lovable person, but she also tries hard to learn.

Soft fingers gently pressed on his temples, and the medicated oil brought a cool sensation and relief. Jun Zhi Mu felt better, especially since his wife wasn't as close to squeezing his forehead this time—a truly happy development.

“If you get tired, just take a nap. I’ll wake you up when dinner is ready and ask Fang Da Ma to bring it up.”

"Hmm."

It had been a long time since they had a chance to just be together. Perhaps it was the howling wind and thunder outside, but in their bedroom, there was a rare sense of warmth and intimacy.

"Junzhi, you promised to take me to the boxing club before. Oh, and shooting and horseback riding too! Now that I have a child, I'm going."

"I can't stay in confinement," He rejected it outright, he knew this common sense.

"After I'm done with my confinement, let's go to the headquarters together, right That club's annual meeting is so expensive. I'm the boss's wife after all, I want to go and experience it myself..."

Jo Baoer unbuttoned a row of buttons on his shirt, revealing his solid and strong chest. A pair of soft hands touched his skin. The man lying in bed had a dazed look in his eyes, he didn't speak, just looked at her intently, it was rather ambiguous. Jo Baoer glared at him, where was this man's mind She rubbed some ointment on him, massaging his shoulders and chest.

I continued in a good mood and discussed with him, "By the way, there's also my son. My son can't be too effeminate. I want them to learn skills from a young age. My grandfather also said that only when someone can protect themselves well can they have the ability to protect the people they like."

Not knowing which word had made him tense, Qiao Bao'er felt his body stiffen slightly. She turned her head and asked, "Did I rub too hard"

"No," his voice was a little hoarse, denying too quickly.

It's like changing the subject, "Your grandfather General Gu and my grandfather have similar tempers."

"They do seem alike, both with bad tempers," Qiao Bao'er pondered for a moment. She asked casually, "Logically speaking, my grandfather and your grandfather are about the same age. Even if they weren't close friends, they should have known each other. Why is there no connection between the Gu family and the Jun family"

"Are they just not seeing eye to eye because one entered politics and the other business, or is it that the Jun family is simply too arrogant, making my grandfather unwilling to even acknowledge them..."

"Hey, Junzhi Mu, tell me…"

His consciousness gradually blurred, he couldn't hear what she was saying, only feeling her voice murmuring in his ear, and her voice, it was good.

"Joe Bao'er, I, we live our lives like this, it's good."

He may have been truly tired, closing his eyes and saying something very softly.

"Like this What do you mean by this" She was a little lost.

He didn't speak again to explain. His mind was heavy, drained of energy, and all he wanted was to rest. As the last remnants of his thoughts drifted away, a sudden feeling washed over him. He realized that it was enough for them to be this way - simple and together. With her by his side, just like this, spending their lives together, it would be perfect.

"Shepherd of the lord."

"Shepherd of the people."

"Shepherd of the realm!"

Qiao Bao'er stood stiffly by the bed, her face suddenly paled, and she cried out in terror, calling his name three times.

He no longer responded.eren't convincing enough.Seeing that she remained unmoved, Gu Ruqing felt a surge of annoyance within her.I've already had a heart-to-heart with her, crying and pleading with her. How could she be so...