latelenovela Chapter 116 Who doesn't like a sweet-talking, generous son-in-law?
Chapter 116 Who doesn't like a sweet-talking, generous son-in-law?
Fu Shengyang's deep black eyes seemed to see through her little thoughts with a half-smile.
"You didn't prepare anything for me?"
An Xiaoyue turned her head to face him, her attitude sincere.
"I don't know what you lack or what you need, so I haven't prepared anything."
Fu Shengyang lowered his eyes and looked at her calmly.
"You know to prepare bracelets for your uncles, Chinese medicine pounding tools for your grandfather, Aunt Cui, and Uncle Fu, and to grind some beauty and skin-nourishing powder for your mother. How come you don't know anything about mine?"
An Xiaoyue noticed that his brows were slightly furrowed, clearly indicating that he was angry.
She knew how good Fu Shengyang was to her, and he took meticulous care of her. Even last night, when she just turned over, he straightened the blankets for her.
If it were her, she would also be angry if she had given so much and still hadn't received a New Year's gift from the other person.
"It's understandable that you're angry, but I really don't know what to give you. Or you can tell me and I'll prepare something."
Fu Shengyang sighed. He was completely under her thumb; what else could he do?
"Kiss me."
An Xiaoyue's eyes were dark and clear. "A kiss and you'll be fine?"
"Ah."
As soon as Fu Shengyang nodded, she cupped his cheeks, brought her lips to his, and placed a kiss on his slightly cool lips.
Xiaoyue's quick response shows that she cares about his feelings.
Fu Shengyang curled his lips and chuckled inwardly, "That's more like it."
He smiled; he wasn't angry anymore, but he still wanted to give another gift.
An Xiaoyue returned to the previous question, "What gift do you want? I'll go prepare it."
She was so well-behaved that Fu Shengyang couldn't help but lower his head and press his nose heavily against hers.
What he wants, she may not be able to give him right now.
After a long pause, Fu Shengyang coaxed, "I'll let it go this time. You're just trying to make amends afterward, which shows no sincerity whatsoever."
"I'll prepare in advance next time, and I'll prepare yours first," she promised with a smile.
Fu Shengyang raised an eyebrow, indicating that he believed her.
"Do you feel better?"
An Xiaoyue was taken aback.
She hadn't expected Fu Shengyang to ask that question, and her bright eyes instantly dimmed.
"I will have to get used to life without my mother sooner or later, but it came sooner than I expected."
Fu Shengyang patted the back of her head and pulled her into his arms. "It's okay. Whenever you miss your mother, I'll find a chance to go back to Jincheng with you."
An Xiaoyue rested her chin on his shoulder and nodded slightly, "Okay."
The next day, Fu Shengyang and An Xiaoyue took An Jiaren to the airport to meet up with Zhong Lingxi and her family of three.
The group only had time to chat properly after their suitcases had passed through security smoothly.
Teacher Zhou and Teacher Zhong looked at the reluctant An family mother and son. They didn't understand why An Jiaren suddenly wanted to go back to Jincheng when Xiaoyue's belly was so big.
In Teacher An's heart, Xiaoyue has always been number one.
“If you can’t bear to leave, you can go back a few days later. The leaders haven’t started work yet, and the reinstatement procedures can only be processed after the leave ends,” Teacher Zhou said.
Zhong Lingxi quickly took her mother's hand, "Aunt An is going back to clean up the house, after all, she hasn't lived there for two years."
Even if Teacher Zhou was slow to notice, seeing her daughter blinking, she knew that there must be a reason why Teacher An wanted to go back.
She made a zipping motion in front of her mouth to indicate that she would shut up.
Just then, a man carrying flowers and two large gift boxes came running towards the airport entrance.
As soon as Ji Yubai entered the airport, he searched everywhere for Zhong Lingxi.
But Fu Shengyang stood out too much in the crowd. Tall and elegant, wearing a black oversized trench coat, with a long neck and broad shoulders, he spotted his good brother Fu Shengyang at a glance.
Damn, being handsome is definitely a feeling. Fu Shengyang can attract everyone's attention just by standing there.
With his looks, it would be a waste if he didn't enter the entertainment industry.
Ji Yubai's eyes darted around, and sure enough, he spotted Zhong Lingxi's figure near Fu Shengyang.
He shouted, "I'm late!"
The surrounding conversation abruptly stopped, and everyone turned to look at him.
Look, this guy is quite the eye-catching handsome guy.
A familiar voice, so familiar it made one want to run away, came from behind. Zhong Lingxi looked over as if to confirm it.
Then she saw the person she disliked running over with a large bouquet of flowers and two gift boxes. "Hey girl, I'm here."
Zhong Lingxi's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, as if she wished she could put Ji Yubai between her eyebrows and crush him into a block.
Unable to see, Ji Yubai ran up to the three of them and handed the flowers and gift box in his hand to Teacher Zhou and Teacher Zhong.
"Uncle and Aunt, this is a gift for you. Have a safe journey."
The large bouquet of flowers completely obscured the faces of both teachers.
Without hesitation, Zhong Lingxi raised her hand and slapped his arm hard.
Ji Yubai realized they were on an airplane and immediately corrected himself, "Pah, pah, pah~ I misspoke, it should be 'Safe takeoff and landing, safe takeoff and landing'."
Teacher Zhou looked at Zhong Lingxi, unsure whether to accept the large bouquet of flowers that had been thrust in her face.
As a teacher, she receives beautiful flowers and gifts from the school every Teachers' Day.
But she had never received such beautiful flowers before, so it was impossible for her not to like them.
But compared to his daughter's happiness, the flowers weren't that important. It's just that there were quite a few people around, and Ji's actions attracted a lot of attention.
Zhong Lingxi received a signal from her mother, blinked, and adopted a "leave it to me" attitude.
She adopted a serious expression. "Mr. Ji, thank you for coming to see my parents off, but you should take these flowers back to your studio. It's inconvenient to bring them on the plane."
"I see." Ji Yubai said regretfully, realizing he hadn't considered it carefully. "It's alright, we can just take a picture; that will fulfill its mission."
After Ji Yubai finished speaking, he stuffed the flowers into Teacher Zhou's hand, and without waiting for everyone's agreement, he took out his phone and tossed it to Fu Shengyang, saying, "Take a picture for us."
The phone bounced twice in Fu Shengyang's hand before he caught it steadily.
By the time he opened the camera, Ji Yubai already had one arm around Teacher Zhou and the other around Teacher Zhong, sandwiched between the teachers, grinning widely.
An Xiaoyue and An Jiaren looked at each other, both trying to suppress their laughter.
This was the first time that Teacher Zhou, who was known among the students for her fiery temper, had been so thoroughly dealt with.
Since it was a photo shoot, the Zhong family of three smiled and cooperated with Ji Yubai.
With a few clicks of the camera, Fu Shengyang said, "It's done."
Ji Yubai released the two elders and said seriously, "Uncle, Aunt, I have thought about it for several days and I have realized that I still like your beloved daughter very much. So from today onwards, I will officially pursue your daughter, Miss Zhong Lingxi."
After he finished speaking, he gave a formal 90-degree bow.
This is clearly a coup d'état.
But how can anyone say anything that might dampen the enthusiasm of someone who is so earnest and sincere?
As a father, Teacher Zhong greatly admired Ji Yubai, and the young man had taken his words to heart.
Teacher Zhong said, "Lingxi has grown up, and we won't interfere with her too much. As long as she likes it, Teacher Zhou and I will be satisfied."
"Thank you, Uncle and Aunt." Ji Yubai was so excited that he almost knelt down before the two elders.
"This young man is so polite. He even informed his parents before pursuing someone's daughter."
"Who can disagree? Who doesn't like a son-in-law who's sweet-talking and generous?"
Hearing the whispers of passersby, Fu Shengyang glanced at An Xiaoyue and An Jiaren without making a sound.