Gu Shiting was on the verge of losing it.
Feeling flustered by Sheng Tang’s questions, he put on a stern face and stuffed a piece of braised beef brisket into her mouth, "Eat!"
Sheng Tang: "..."
She couldn’t help but laugh, but she didn’t press him further.
The two had a hearty lunch and, worried about indigestion, went out for a walk.
After their walk, Gu Shiting decided to go to the gym in the basent to practice so martial arts.
Sheng Tang rembered that he had learned Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) and said, "How about we spar for a bit?"
Gu Shiting shook his head, "I’m not as good as a coach. What if I accidentally hurt you..."
That comnt was a bit hurtful.
Sheng Tang had practiced Sanda for many years, but her new body lacked muscle mory.
"Let’s give it a try," she said.
It turned out she was a bit too ambitious.
Gu Shiting was faster, his movents more agile and powerful. Sheng Tang was completely overpowered, unable to move at all.
"Didn’t you say you’d co over during winter break to learn?" Gu Shiting laughed, "No rush, we can catch up slowly over winter break."
That was his hope, too.
He could spend the entire winter break with Sheng Tang. The re thought of it made Young Master Gu’s heart flutter with joy.
Before they knew it, it was ti for dinner.
Sheng Tang wasn’t particularly hungry.
At dinner, both Mrs. Gu and Mr. Gu were present.
Sheng Tang rembered what had happened at lunch and directly asked Mr. Gu, "Uncle, what were you discussing with my senior at noon? Was it about ?"
Gu Shiting’s face changed drastically.
He almost wanted to cover Sheng Tang’s mouth but felt his father should be the one silenced.
He was flustered.
Unlike Mrs. Gu, Mr. Gu didn’t throw his own son under the bus. He simply smiled at Gu Shiting, noting his panic, and said with a smile, "We were talking about you. I told him I hope he invites your whole family over so we can spend New Year’s Eve together."
There is a custom in this city: if an engaged couple plans to marry next year, their families can spend New Year’s Eve together this year.
The implication of that statent was clear.
Sheng Tang already felt the Gu Family’s acceptance of her from top to bottom, even having high hopes for her.
They hoped she could change Gu Shiting, hoped she could beco part of this family.
She felt warm inside, but also conflicted.
She still saw Gu Shiting as a child, even though he was tall, long-legged, and a very handso young man, no longer a child.
But deep down, she still felt like an elder to him and couldn’t overco that feeling.
"I’ll ask my parents when I get back," Sheng Tang said, composing herself, "But my family has its own traditions for New Year, we might have other plans."
"It’s okay, there will be other opportunities," Mr. Gu said with a smile.
Gu Shiting secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He was really afraid his father would say sothing reckless.
Thankfully, there were still reliable people in the family. If everyone were like his mother and older sister, he wouldn’t know how he’d survive.
He didn’t understand the significance of gathering during New Year, thinking his father was just making things up. He was so nervous that he didn’t take it to heart.
If he understood, he would’ve been spitting blood by now.
Mr. Gu looked at his clearly relieved foolish son and shook his head inwardly, "How co both my kids are a bit slow? Are my wife and I too smart, did the genes mutate?"
Ti flew by.
The next morning, Sheng Tang and Gu Shiting went to school together.
Gu Shiting suddenly felt very down: the weekend had passed too quickly, he had just tasted a bit of happiness, and it was gone in an instant.
When will he be able to be with Tangtang every day?
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