Fu Yingxiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The pain she felt was relieved when she saw him like this.
"You're like this for the first time. Did you go to the physiological class for nothing?"
Ling Zhan was sweating profusely. When he heard this, he was relieved. After a while, his face suddenly tightened.
"You said you were …"
Fu Yingxiang's face changed. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, refusing to speak.
A forty-year-old spinster. Who would be willing to say such a thing if it happened to her?
Suddenly, she felt warm in her ears. A gentle voice came.
"Xiao Ying, I'll be gentle."
…
When Ye Huanyan called Ling Zhan for the eighth time, the sound of a car turning off finally came from the entrance of the old house.
Ling Zhan came back. Against the wind and snow, he held Fu Yingxiang's hand. His face was glowing.
Ye Huanyan and Ling Han exchanged a look. Neither of them said anything and waited for Ling Zhan to introduce himself.
Chris was in the room with the child. Only Ling Dongyu came out. His clear peach blossom eyes, which had not been stained by wind and frost for so many years, glanced at Ling Zhan's hand.
"Let's go in first. It's cold outside."
Ling Zhan nodded. He held Fu Yingxiang's hand tightly and entered the room.
The hot pot in the dining room was boiling. The people at the table were sitting in the chairs and chatting.
Wen Yi and Ling Li had bad tempers. They bickered after a few words. Chris occasionally scolded Ling Li, but her tone was not harsh. No one took it seriously.
Ling Li walked in holding a woman's hand. He walked directly to Chris.
"Mom."
Chris looked up. She hadn't seen her son for a long time. She couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.
The moment she looked up, she was stunned.
Her son was holding a woman's hand.
"This is …"
"Mom, let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend, Fu Yingxiang."
Facing his son's sudden action, Chris nodded his head in confusion.
"Hello …"
Fu Yingxiang's face stiffened. "H-hello."
"I'm going to marry her."
Fu Yingxiang was shocked when she said that. She pulled Ling Zhan's hand and said in a low voice, "Are you crazy?"
Only then did Chris come back to his senses, and his expression changed.
"Get married? You … have you thought it through? "
By this time, Ye Huanyan had already caught up with them. Seeing this, she hurriedly whispered a few words into the ears of her parents. Naonnao and the rest of the group retreated, leaving the house to their family.
"I've thought it through."
Ling Zhan's voice rang out.
Chris frowned and looked at Fu Yingxiang for a while with a complicated expression. Then, she looked up at Ling Dongyu, who was sitting opposite her with his legs crossed and a nonchalant expression on his face.
"I don't object, but I want to know why you're acting so strangely today. Is it because you want to tell me that you want to get married? "
"Yes."
Chris frowned even deeper. He looked at Fu Yingxiang hesitantly.
"Erm, are you pregnant?"
Fu Yingxiang's face turned pale. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this question.
Pregnant?
Half an hour ago, it was her first time. Even if she got pregnant, she wouldn't be able to find out today.
"No, no."
She hurriedly explained.
Chris heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Ling Dongyu again.
"Oh, that's good. Then you two can get married. I don't have any objections. This is your own matter."
Fu Yingxiang's eyes trembled.
Ah?
What was this? What did he mean by 'get married'? I don't have any objections?
Ling Zhan, on the other hand, looked overjoyed. She hugged Chris and kissed him on both cheeks. "Thank you, Mommy …"
Only Ling Dongyu, who was sitting opposite her, had a mischievous look on his face.
After dinner, Ling Zhan announced the news at the table. Fu Yingxiang, who had always been a calm person, lost her rationality when she heard about marriage. However, no one objected. Amidst the cheers, she was inexplicably proposed to. She even accepted a jade bracelet and a necklace from Kesli and Ling Zhan's grandmother after dinner.
After dinner, Chris painted her face in front of the mirror and hummed an English song.
Ling Dongyu just came in and sat sideways at the table beside her. He lowered his head and talked to her.
"You agreed to Ah Zhan's marriage just like that?"
"Hmm?" Kesli looked up at him.
"That's his own matter. I don't think there's anything wrong with that girl called Fu Yingxiang. She seems to be a little older than our son. But it doesn't matter. I think she has a good temper. She's not pregnant either. This shows that our son has thought it through and is better than before."
Ling Dongyu's expression changed slightly when he was exposed. He coughed dryly and changed the topic.
"Haven't you thought about it? If that girl … Haha, if there's nothing wrong with that girl, why is our son acting like he's facing a formidable enemy today?"
Chris was slightly stunned. "Why?"
"She's 15 years older than our son."
Chris's expression froze. She suddenly stood up from the chair. "What did you say?"
"Sit down." Ling Dongyu pressed on her shoulders and forced her to sit back down. His face was calm.
"But you've already agreed to this matter. If you go back on your words now, are you waiting for our son to fall out with you?"
"Is what you said true or not …"
Chris didn't dare to believe this fact. She didn't see anything wrong with a 15-year age gap.
This woman was too good at maintaining her appearance. She looked like she was less than 30 years old. She thought that she was at most five years older than her son.
"I've asked Yan Yan. This is true." Ling Dongyu said with certainty.
"So?" Chris looked at him doubtfully. The calmness on her face was far beyond Ling Dongyu's expectations.
"She's married and has a child, right?"
"No."
"Then why are you pressing on me?"
"I'm afraid that you'll find fault with her." Ling Dongyu said earnestly. "Let me tell you, at this time, a man is more mature. Listen to me. Don't go against the child."
"Why would I find fault with her?" Chris pushed Ling Dongyu's hand away unhappily. "I'm going to ask her how she maintains her appearance and what skincare products she uses. She's only three years younger than me. This is unbelievable."
Ling Dongyu was greatly disappointed by Chris's reaction.
"No, you really don't mind at all?"
"Why would I mind?" Chris rolled her eyes at him. She stood up, put on a coat, and was about to go out.
"My father didn't mind when I was pregnant and married you. You still want to care about Ah Zhan?"
Chris's words made Ling Dongyu speechless.
He originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to establish the prestige of the family, but his fantasy was shattered in an instant.
Why did this happen?
As a mother, how could she be so open-minded to this extent?
Ling Dongyu looked at the sky, his face full of bitterness.
On the other side, in Naonnao's room not far away, his little uncle, the little bean, welcomed him. The little bean was only one year older than Naonnao. He looked like a doll.
"My mommy said that I should call you uncle."
Nao Nao's face was filled with reluctance. She frowned and looked at the guy who had occupied her bed.
"But I don't want to call you uncle."
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