"Whether you can handle it or not, she has no chance."
Fu Yanci smiled at Jyang Che, "And I just need to prove that my heart is only for my wife, that’s enough. So, this deal of yours is ineffective for !"
Jyang Che: ...
The phone chid softly, revealing a reply from Lan Lan, [Not a chance!]
Jyang Che cast a pleading look at Ye Li, "Sister-in-law, the sincerity of my love for Lan Lan is as clear as the sun and the moon. Please help out!"
"Mr. Jyang, nobody can help with this, honestly!"
Ye Lixiao’s eyes curved with her smile, "If Lan Lan likes you, we’ll support it with all our hearts. If she doesn’t, we’ll turn our heads and pretend not to know you when we et you on the road. So you’ll have to co up with sothing yourself!"
"Good luck, Mr. Jyang, I believe in you!"
The car slowly drove by, and Ye Li’s voice drifted through the night breeze.
Jyang Che sighed deeply.
Another day of envying Uncle Fu!
If only he had known back then and tied the knot with Lan Lan when she still didn’t know he was Jyang Che from the Imperial City, avoiding complications with a quick decision.
Even if she blad him for deceiving her, there’s always a lifeti ahead to prove that he genuinely likes her.
Now, one misstep led to another!
Not only did he fail to win the beauty, but he also ended up with a heap of weaknesses in her hands.
A miscalculation indeed!!!
Looking up at the night sky with a long sigh, he then saw Fu Yanci and Ye Li walking hand in hand into the Ye Mansion, his eyes reddened with envy and jealousy.
...
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Upon waking up early and realizing today was New Year’s Eve, and that she was going to the old house with Fu Yanci to pay respects to her grandmother, Ye Li’s sleepiness vanished instantly.
They chatted and laughed while having breakfast, and Fu Yanci also arrived.
Ye Li held Xiao Bao in one hand and took Fu Yanci’s arm with the other, and the three of them headed out.
Behind them, Li Xueqing laughed and turned to Aunt Lan, "I can already imagine what it’ll be like in a few years."
In a few years, her Ah Li would be even more beautiful.
Yanci... would probably still be the sa?
The two would each be holding the hand of a little boy or perhaps a delicately pretty little girl, and the scene would be just like now.
"What a coincidence, I thought the sa!"
Aunt Lan laughed in response.
Turning back, she saw Lan Lan absentmindedly stirring a bowl of cereal until it looked entirely unappetizing.
"What’s wrong?"
Taking the bowl and spoon away, Aunt Lan asked with a face full of amusent, "Since yesterday you’ve been distracted, what’s going on? Lost your soul?"
"Huh? No!"
Lan Lan snapped out of it and said, as if to cover up, "I had a nightmare last night, didn’t sleep well."
"Then go take a nap!"
Li Xueqing said gently, "Tonight we have to stay up for the new year, who knows how late it will be. Take advantage of this ti to rest a bit!"
"Okay. Mom, Aunt Xue, I’ll take a nap then. If anything cos up, call ."
"Alright!"
"Got it!"
Rising, she went upstairs, and once the door closed, Lan Lan opened her phone.
The WeChat chat box showed that their conversation ended last night.
Usually, at 6:30 every day, as if clocking in, he sent ssages to her promptly.
Sotis it was "President Lan, get up."
Sotis it was "Lan Zhuzhu, get up."
Other tis, it was the shaless "Baby, if you don’t get up I’ll co downstairs to kiss you!"
Every ti that happened, no matter how sleepy Lan Lan was, she was startled awake.
Regardless of what she was doing, she’d quickly reply with "I’m up, I’m up."
Since he asked her if she wanted to be his girlfriend, and when she hesitated a few seconds in replying, he cheekily declared that no answer ant yes, Jyang Che beca more and more insistent, with increasingly cheesy endearnts.
On one hand, she thought it was just his character.
On the other hand, she saw it as her little brother’s childish side.
All Lan Lan could do was blush and pretend not to see his cheesy expressions.
The consistent morning greetings that disregarded ti zones failed this morning.
When she woke up, it was still dark, and Lan Lan wondered why her internal clock was off.
Opened her phone, and it was exactly 6:30.
Six thirty.
Seven o’clock.
Seven thirty.
Seven forty.
As ti ticked by, that morning greeting failed to appear.
For so reason, Lan Lan felt a bit anxious.
She thought today was New Year’s Eve, and in a family like the Jyang family, it must already be lively by now.
As the seldom-seen son in the Imperial City as well as the only son, Jyang Che surely had to accompany his parents.
On the other hand, what if he really did move into that reportedly luxurious but vacant mansion himself?
Even more, what if there was a pre-arranged family marriage eting today, and the in-laws were gathering for a feast?
At one mont, Jyang Che appeared handso and enthusiastic, sitting across from a beautiful lady, chatting freely.
In the next, he appeared forlorn, facing a table of cold dishes, sighing in pity.
One scene bustling with activity, the other lonely and desolate.
These two scenes alternated in her mind, repeating in cycles.
When Lan Lan got out of bed and sat up, she felt utterly distraught inside.
Since returning to the Imperial City, she hadn’t given him a good face, and he was also soone who grew up adored by many, he must be upset, right?
And he had said he’d give her three days to think about it, yet now it’s today, and she still hadn’t replied to him.
She was conflicted, unable to make a decision.
But from his perspective, it must have seed like a cold rejection, right?
Lan Lan, you brought this on yourself!
You deserve it!
Feeling both angry and wronged, Lan Lan stared at the still silent chat box, unsure what to do.
Should she ask if he was there?
That seed a bit strange.
But saying anything else felt like trying too hard to cover up.
Before Lan Lan could decide what to do,
Li Xueqing’s gentle call ca from downstairs, "Xiao Cao, Xiao Cao, Mr. Jyang is here..."
???
As if frozen in place, Lan Lan stiffened for a mont.
Then, realizing, she hurriedly got out of bed and dashed towards the door.
Before her hand touched the doorknob, she ran back to the dressing table and checked herself in the mirror.
Her heart was pounding fast and hard, yet the mont she opened the door, she regained her calm.
By the ti she reached the living room, Lan Lan had reverted to Lan Lan from Qirui, all business-like.
"Lan Lan..."
Jyang Che, dressed in an ultra-formal three-piece suit, stood up with a radiant smile, "I know I seem very impolite, and you might say I’m being shaless again! But there’s no choice, when you like soone, you reach the peak of shalessness, so here I am, thick-skinned."
The coffee table was piled higher than before with big bags full of gifts.
Supplents, skincare products, high-end branded shawl gift boxes.
All in pairs.
Obviously prepared for Aunt Lan and Li Xueqing.
There was a long rectangular box made of red sandalwood that looked like it might contain artwork.
Probably intended for Ye Mushen.
Aside from those were fruits, fresh goods, and various foods and supplies.
Looking at Jyang Che in his perfectly fitting suit, even his hair specially styled, Lan Lan felt the resolve she had steeled before coming downstairs lting away softly.
"Mom, Aunt Xue..."
Feeling a bit warm in the ears, Lan Lan turned to Aunt Lan and Li Xueqing, "Will you mind an extra person at tonight’s New Year’s Eve dinner?"
Aunt Lan’s eyes reddened with her smile, nodding without a word.
Beside her, Li Xueqing’s smile deepened the wrinkles by her eyes, "I’d be happier than anything! Why would I mind? You silly child, honestly!"
Jyang Che’s face just started to light up with a smile.
Then Lan Lan said with a smile, "Let introduce you... Mom, Aunt Xue, this is my boyfriend, Jyang Che!"
Bang!
Jyang Che froze.
His heart burst into a pounding drumbeat, loud and heavy in his ears.
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