Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Chapter 083: The Male Charm max Makes Your Legs Weak [222 votes+]

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Xie Jingchen harbored his doubts but didn’t hurry to greet the guests immediately. Instead, he brought back his hunting spoils to the left wing first. He was currently covered in mud and dust, wearing old clothes. To go out to meet guests in such a state would be to lose face.

After all, he had been a military officer for over a decade now, and the attention to personal appearance had become second nature. Glancing at the clothing of the two men leading the group, even through the walls, he could discern their proper smiles, and he could tell, without being blind — the visitors were no ordinary people.

He rushed back to his room to find the new clothes his little wife had made for him, hurriedly took a shower, dried off, and changed into a white shirt and black trousers. Then he briskly grabbed the hunting spoils and went into the kitchen. All this took no more than six or seven minutes.

Just then, Zhang Shanni and her mother-in-law, hearing noises in the courtyard, came out of the kitchen to welcome the guests and lead them into the hall. Zhang Shanni went back to the kitchen to prepare a pot of chrysanthemum tea. To show respect, she also added a pinch of sugar to alleviate the bitterness of the tea.

In the countryside, good tea leaves were basically unaffordable. The Xie Family had some aged tea leaves because Mr. Xie held a position in the village committee, but from her mother-in-law’s words, she inferred that the visitors’ status was extraordinary; one of them was Station Chief Li from the grain station in town. In the late 1970s, that was an impressive national public position.

There might not be fine tea available at home, but it was already late September, and the autumn breeze was crisp. Drinking chrysanthemum tea was not a bad choice: it clears the liver and improves vision, and consuming it regularly during autumn was beneficial to health.

Compared to aged tea, Zhang Shanni preferred using chrysanthemum tea to entertain guests, along with the sweet potato cakes she had made the day before, making a perfect tea snack.

As she was ready to present the tea, she caught a glimpse of her husband stepping over the threshold. She exclaimed, surprised: "Brother Chen, how come you’re back so early?"

Her husband had clearly said he wouldn’t be back from the mountain until around eleven o’clock! Although Zhang Shanni was surprised, she didn’t slow down. She put down the wooden tray she was holding and instead got a large bowl, pouring him some warm water to moisten his throat.

Xie Jingchen was indeed thirsty. He took the bowl without a word, gulping down the water in two drafts, handed the bowl back to her, and, glancing at the tray she had previously set down, casually asked:

"Wife, who’s here?"

"Brother Chen, something’s happened, oh~~" Zhang Shanni frowned in annoyance, and seeing her husband stroke her face after finishing his drink, she pretended to be ’exposed’ with a pitiful pout.

But her eyes sized up her husband and, noticing that he had changed his clothes, she knew that the first thing he did when he got home was to go to their room. Realizing that he had come back early because he noticed something was happening at home, Zhang Shanni immediately lost any intention of teasing him. Besides, there were guests waiting outside.

She silently praised her own skills; any man of a certain build wearing a white shirt and black trousers would have his male charm skyrocket, enough to make her heart race!

Xie Jingchen alone, with his physique over one meter ninety, was an exceptionally charismatically attractive man whose presence could make anyone swoon (she had tested it). His features and demeanor painted the picture of a tough guy, and he could make even ordinary clothes look stylish!

"Oh?" Xie Jingchen slightly narrowed his eyes and hummed through his nose, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her.

"Alright, it’s the family of the pregnant woman we saved on the day we registered our marriage." Zhang Shanni playfully stuck out her tongue, no longer being mysterious. She outright said it, then picked up the wooden tray, gesturing for her husband to go ahead, while she followed. Seeing he didn’t move, she thought about it and added: