It was lunchtime.
Uncle and Wen Yang sat upright at the dining table, visibly anxious, with no thought of food. Wen Yang seemed relatively calm, given that it was Ning Chu’s grandparents at the table. He had already won over Ning Chu and her future mother-in-law, so he didn’t feel as concerned about the opinions of the older generation.
Uncle, on the other hand, looked more nervous. His face was expressionless and tense, as if he were attending a serious meeting.
Meanwhile, Ning Chu’s grandparents observed the two young men while eating.
One was the boyfriend of their daughter; the other, the boyfriend of their granddaughter.
“Time flies, doesn’t it? Just last month, we heard about Ning Chu’s situation, and now she already has a boyfriend,” Grandma murmured to herself.
It seemed that Ning Chu was adjusting well to her new identity as a succubus, so there was no need to worry about her mental state. However, her rapid acceptance raised questions, almost making it seem like she had always preferred men, or perhaps had a naturally feminine psyche.
Sitting on the sofa with her bowl of rice, Ning Chu rolled her eyes in annoyance. She wasn’t even getting involved; why bring her up?
The main focus here should be on her mom’s new boyfriend!
“Big Sis, I’m out of meat!”
Hei Dou peeked over, eyeing the braised pork in Ning Chu’s bowl.
“Here, if it’s not enough, go grab some from the table.”
The dining table was small—square-shaped, usually seating four. It could squeeze six if people sat at the corners, but with eight people here, it made the already small living room feel even more cramped.
Ning Chu’s mother stood behind Uncle, looking helpless. She hadn’t been prepared to introduce him to her parents, but here they were, caught off guard on New Year’s Day.
And Ning Yuan stood by the table, enjoying the show while munching happily.
“You kept this hidden from us for six or seven years.” Grandpa put down his chopsticks, glancing at Ning Chu’s mother.
Her expression immediately tensed as she pressed her lips together, staying silent.
Back then, no one had approved of her marriage, but she had stubbornly chosen to marry that heartless man, only to end up practically widowed within a few years, raising two children alone.
It had been her decision, and she’d been too proud to admit she was wrong, unwilling to let her family think she wasn’t doing well...
“Didn’t you say he was going abroad for work and would be back in a few years? So why have you found someone new now?”
She turned her head away, stubbornly refusing to answer.
Grandpa sighed, lighting a cigarette and mumbling, “Spoiled since she was a child.”
Grandma gave him a look and got up to open the living room window and door to let in fresh air. “We have kids here; don’t smoke.”
“Fine, fine, as if you’re a little girl yourself at forty-something,” Grandpa grumbled, extinguishing the cigarette. Then he stood up with a warm smile. “Alright, I’m going to tease my granddaughter!”
He hurried over to bother Hei Dou, who took one look at this “strange old man” and bolted around the room in fright.
Taking advantage of the shift in attention, Wen Yang quickly took a few bites and then hurried over to sit beside Ning Chu.
“Luckily, their focus is on my mom,” Ning Chu said, glancing at the kitchen, where Grandma was talking quietly with her mother and Uncle. “Were you nervous just now?”
“A little—your grandpa’s kind of intimidating.”
“Right? He used to run a business, managed quite a few people back in the day.”
“After seeing your mom, I get why you can be so stubborn.”
“Runs in the family, huh?”
Wen Yang nodded with a smile.
If he were to ask Ning Chu how she felt in intimate moments, even if she could barely close her legs, she’d roll her eyes and respond, “Just okay.”
Who knows what this guy was thinking. Ning Chu placed her bowl and chopsticks on the coffee table and handed a workbook from the sofa to Wen Yang. “Here, this is your responsibility.”
“What do you mean?”
“Hei Dou’s finished three workbooks. With her rate of two pages per meal, you owe her dozens of meals. I already covered six late-night snacks for you...”
Wen Yang’s face tensed up. “Finished all of them already?”
“Yep, she even finished the Journey to the West you gave her and is now watching the ‘86 TV series. I was thinking of having her write a review and counting it as a meal.”
“...”
“Big Sis! Grandpa keeps rubbing his stubble on my face!” Hei Dou wailed as she ran over, throwing herself into Ning Chu’s arms, burying her face in her chest.
Grandpa slowly followed and asked with a hint of dissatisfaction, “I’m your grandpa; what’s wrong with being affectionate?”
“Your stubble pokes!” Hei Dou shot a wary look at him, gripping Ning Chu’s clothes tightly.
Grandpa didn’t mind being brushed off by his “little cat” of a granddaughter. He cheerfully sat down next to Ning Chu and turned to Wen Yang. “And you must be Wen Yang?”
“Um... my college friend, we were roommates, and he took good care of me during school,” Ning Chu explained.
“He knows about you?”
“He does.”
Wen Yang nodded politely at Grandpa. “I know pretty much everything about Ning Chu.”
Although handsome, Wen Yang’s appearance was not overbearing. His defined brows and chiseled features tended to appeal to older folks.
“Well, since you brought him home, are you two planning to get married?”
Ning Chu’s face reddened as she bashfully nodded.
“So soon?” Grandpa teased. “Not planning to enjoy your youth a bit longer?”
“Even after graduation, that’d be three years down the road...”
Technically, they could exchange marriage certificates for extra credit, but Wen Yang hadn’t met the age requirement yet.
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Besides, marrying too soon would mean Ning Chu might be pressured to have children early... She had learned to set limits with her succubus tendencies, initially accepting her female identity, then allowing herself to love men, and eventually embracing her sensuality.
Now, her only hope was to avoid having children anytime soon.
Of course, as soon as Grandpa heard the word “marriage,” he asked about the next step. “So, when are you going to give me a great-grandchild?”
“Uh... we’ll see,” Ning Chu muttered, her face glowing red.
Wen Yang had recently bought extra-large condoms to prevent any “accidents.”
But they weren’t the most comfortable... it was like using a thick phone case—if not for the fear of damaging it, she’d much prefer the feel of the “bare phone” in her hand. Wen Yang was already considering trying out some ribbed, textured, or heated varieties...
The moment Grandpa’s attention shifted, Hei Dou wriggled out of Ning Chu’s arms and dashed off to find Ning Yuan.
Grandpa watched her escape, then turned back to the group in the kitchen.
He hesitated, then asked Ning Chu, “So, what do you think of that man?”
Ning Chu furrowed her brows and shook her head. “I’ve only met him a few times... so far, he seems alright. He treats Mom well.”
Grandpa seemed visibly unimpressed, his brows knitted together. He didn’t say anything more, just nodded with a sigh, pulling out his cigarettes as he headed toward the hallway.
Suddenly, Ning Chu remembered something and quickly called out, “Grandpa! Are we still coming over to your place for New Year’s?”
“I knew you’d try to get out of it!” Grandpa turned to glare at her. “If I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t see you until the school term started.”
“Aw, come on~”