To My Dear Mr. Huo

“Give it back.” Su Qingsang was so furious that she jumped up to take the bra out of his hand.

However, Huo Jinyao moved faster than her; he raised his hand and lifted the bra up. He was tall and strong. The image of his six-pack abs was still embedded in Su Qingsang’s brain.

The sight of this man holding her black bra so casually made her face turn redder. “You give it back to me.”

Right when she decided to jump on him and grab the bra, Huo Jinyao finally put the piece of fabric in her hand. Su Qingsang breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed it in her hand. She wondered if there was a way she could discreetly put it back in place.

How could she have known that Huo Jinyao would turn around and immediately pick up the remaining bras?

Although Su Qingsang had one of her bras in her hand, she failed to grab the others. She didn’t expect him to be so shameless. “Huo Jinyao.”

Is he a pervert? she thought.

“Sorry,” Huo Jinyao spoke as he grabbed the thin, light cloth and grinned to reveal his white teeth. “I’ve never really seen these things before, so I’m a bit curious.”

Never really seen these things? As if anyone would believe that. Su Qingsang did not believe Huo Jinyao the slightest bit. She randomly grabbed her undergarments and put them on the other side of the closet. She carefully looked through her closet again. When Su Qingsang was sure that nothing else was going to draw the attention of this “God of bad luck,” she finally felt relieved.

Afterward, she cleared up a corner in the closet and said, “Put your clothes here.”

Seeing that he stood still, Su Qingsang didn’t want to stay there any longer. She felt strange standing with him in such a small space.

“I still have work to do, so organize your clothes yourself.” She stopped to look at him. “And don’t touch any of my things.”

Su Qingsang’s face was still flushed when she returned to the study room. She was surprised by how uncomfortable she felt.

I’m a doctor, is there anything I haven’t seen? I’ve seen everything, even the body structures of men and women. Why do I feel so uncomfortable? Why do I feel guilty? I don’t have to feel like that, okay?

Su Qingsang patted her cheeks and decided to finish up the essay that she had been working on. However, before she could even type out two lines, she was disturbed. Su Qingsang saw Huo Jinyao’s head peeking through the door and suddenly got a headache.

“What’s the matter again?” She was not in a good mood. The image of him holding her underwear was still in her head.

“What do you want to eat tonight?” Huo Jinyao asked.

“Whatever.”

“What do you mean ‘whatever’?” Huo Jinyao walked in while speaking. “Today is the first day of our marriage. We must celebrate it, right?”

Su Qingsang glanced over Huo Jinyao’s face. “Are you trying to avoid cooking?”

A hint of distress flashed across Huo Jinyao’s face, but only for a second. “Of course not. I just want to celebrate this day with you.”

Su Qingsang looked at the clock. It wasn’t even four o’clock yet. “Later. I still have work to do.”

“It can’t be later.” Huo Jinyao stepped closer and pulled her up. ” We have to go somewhere else before we go to dinner.”

“Where?” Su Qingsang didn’t want to go out, because this essay was very important to her. Her mentor in the hospital, Zhang Qiubai, was very good to her and had always given her opportunities to practice her skills.

Su Qingsang wanted to continue her studies and get a doctorate degree.

“You will know when we get there.” As he spoke, Huo Jinyao pulled her out of the chair.

“You…” Su Qingsang felt helpless, so she had to quickly save the document and follow him.