Chapter 959: Chapter 932: His Face Is So Big, It Got Stuck
"Mr. Chen, the reason I asked you here is to—" Qiuqiu’s dad hadn’t finished speaking when Qian made a shocking move—she dashed off, and Xiaoqiang, with his quick reflexes, followed suit. They ran to the car, opened the doors, started the engine, and drove off in one swift motion.
By the time Qiuqiu’s dad caught up, all that was left was a stream of exhaust from Qian’s car.
Qiuqiu’s dad watched regretfully as she left. He had gone through a lot to find out where she lived, carrying gifts to plead with her, and she had still managed to escape.
Once in the car, Qian immediately called her mom.
"Mom, if someone knocks on the door asking if this is Chen Xiaoqian’s home, just say there’s no such person here and tell him to knock on the door upstairs."
"Qian’er, who is it?"
"A nobody."
"But at this time of day, the only one home upstairs is your Uncle Liu’s grandmother with brain atrophy. Can she explain it to him?" Qian’s mom was puzzled why her daughter would send someone upstairs.
The neighbor upstairs from Qian’s house is a middle-aged man taking care of his elderly mother who has brain atrophy. The old lady isn’t all there mentally, but she’ll babble to anyone, repeating the same few phrases persistently.
"Mom, you know Xiaoqiang’s company is quite large, right?" Qian started digging a hole.
"Yes, but you never let me tell anyone." This was a small regret for Qian’s mom. She loved bragging about her family, but even though her son-in-law is from a notable family, she can’t say anything. She knows the value of discretion.
"You know your son-in-law isn’t an ordinary man. If someone brings gifts and knocks on our door, and you let them in and accept the gifts, just imagine your son-in-law... tsk tsk, caught in a dilemma. Unable to act justly because his mother-in-law accepted a gift..."
Yu Minglang smiled as he drove and listened to his wife trick her mother.
Sure enough, when the topic touched upon her son-in-law, Qian’s mom was struck with awe.
"I know what to do. You both don’t need to come back; I’ll handle it."
Qian hung up the phone with a sneer, "That lousy dad of Qiuqiu still wants to fight me? Ha ha!"
"Why not talk to him? He’s here for Qiuqiu, isn’t he?" Yu Minglang asked, surprised his wife wasn’t facing the situation head-on.
"What’s there to talk about? Nothing worth discussing! Qiuqiu is just starting to have a thing with Bai Jin, and that old man coming here must be up to no good!"
Seeing Qiuqiu suffer all those years, now finally finding some emotional comfort, how could Qian let that old man interfere?
"Then let’s call the guard at our apartment later and make sure he doesn’t go to Qiuqiu’s place." Xiaoqiang could understand Qian’s feeling.
Qiuqiu’s romantic journey was indeed rocky; all friends wished him peaceful times.
While Qian made arrangements, Qiuqiu’s dad did indeed go to their door. When Qian’s mom opened the door, she was alert, seeing him with so many gifts.
Could this be an attempt to lure her good son-in-law into an endless trap with sugar-coated bullets?
"Is Dr. Chen Xiaoqian living here?"
"Never heard of such a person. But the family upstairs is named Chen, try knocking there."
"But the address matches here—"
"I’ve lived here for so many years, could you know better? Hurry upstairs!" Qian’s mom slammed the door shut and locked it.
"What’s wrong with people these days? Why are hearts so bad, always thinking of giving gifts and cutting corners? Can’t they just do things properly?" Qian’s mom couldn’t resist grumbling.
"Giving gifts... That’s not even for us, right?" Mr. Liao was a sensible person. Upon thinking, he realized the gifts weren’t aimed at Yu Minglang, who never disclosed his identity to avoid troubles for his parents-in-law. How could outsiders know about Yu Minglang’s wife’s family and come here?
Most likely aimed at Qian.
"What did you say?" Qian’s mom didn’t quite understand.
"Nothing... Just do as Qian’er said." Mr. Liao wisely kept his mouth shut.
The family was used to it; whatever Qian said or did was never wrong. Following her lead was the safest bet.
About 30 minutes later, curiosity got the best of Qian’s mom, and she cracked the door open to peek upstairs.
Only to hear conversations echoing back and forth in the hallway.
"Ma’am, is this family named Chen?"
"Are you looking for my son?"
"I’m looking for Dr. Chen Xiaoqian."
"My son is a great doctor, very amazing..."
The above conversation, repeated endlessly.
Talking to someone with declining brain function and stubbornness means an infinite loop; it could go on forever.
Satisfied, Qian’s mom closed the door. Hmph, thinking you can use crooked ways, that fat bald guy had it coming!
At night, Qian stayed at Xiaoqiang’s duplex. Both rarely stayed there, but it was renovated early in preparation for their wedding. After the green floor incident last time, Qian wouldn’t let Xiaoqiang interfere again; she handled all the designs herself.
The house was renewed and adorned with joyous symbols, ready for the formal wedding day—which was when Qian would move in, including the wedding festivities. The cheerful new home just made people feel good.
A certain audacious man gazed at the red festive bed, shaking his head, making ’tsk-tsk’ sounds.
"What’s wrong? You don’t like the style?" Qian, hearing her mother’s signature ’tsk-tsk,’ assumed something was not to his liking.
"On the night after tomorrow, are we going to be on that bed?"
"Yes." It’s the wedding night; although they’re already legally married, this is their first ceremony.
"The quilt is new, I’m new, newlyweds, I’m just worried I’m not skilled, alas..." He shook his head seriously, looking worried.
Still a virgin, asking for lots of guidance, dear wife, see his twinkling eyes~
Qian was thunderstruck by him.
"Do you still... have any shame?"
How dare he utter that unskilled nonsense?
"Honestly, wife, not to hide from you, I’m still a virgin."
Qian felt like she might explode—how did she end up with such a shameless man?
"You go crazy with the new bed yourself, I’m going to shower."
He pulled her back, oh lovely gal, where do you think you’re going!
"Yu Minglang, how can you shamelessly say you’re a virgin? I better lock the windows in case a thunderbolt strikes your massive face!"
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