Li Fugui’s words, instead, made Xiaotian hesitate.
Go ho? Those two words have always felt distant to her.
But now, as these two words approach her, she’s afraid.
She doesn’t know how to get along with her family, she’s not ready yet.
She gradually stopped sobbing and asked, "Did you tell them I’m here?"
"I haven’t told them yet, I was afraid you couldn’t handle it, and wanted you to be psychologically prepared."
Upon hearing this, Xiaotian grabbed Li Fugui’s arm and looked up at him with a pleading expression, "Don’t tell them, not yet."
Seeing Xiaotian’s tear-streaked face, Li Fugui felt extrely sorry for her. He continued to gently wipe her face, knowing Xiaotian’s helplessness, unable to offer much help but so comforting words, "Xiaotian, don’t be afraid, your family is good and honest, just as kind as you are. Recognizing them, they will only love and care for you more."
"I’m, I’m not ready yet. I..." Xiaotian was still a bit scared, suddenly having so many family mbers, anyone would be unsure how to face it, needing ti to adjust.
Seeing Xiaotian like this, Li Fugui no longer pressed her to go ho, knowing she needed ti to accept it, she would co around eventually, "Alright, I won’t say anything, let’s wait until you’re ready."
Seeing Li Fugui agree, Xiaotian let go of his hand and sat back in her original position.
The room suddenly beca quiet, unaware that outside the private room, Guo Feng was walking towards them.
Guo Feng had bumped into acquaintances in the lobby upon entering Yuelai Restaurant.
Being soone in business, he had to socialize for a while and hence missed the conversation between Xiaotian and Li Fugui about finding Xiaotian’s family.
Finally, he arrived at the first private room upstairs, just about to push the door open when he vaguely heard a man’s voice inside.
He was quite puzzled, thinking perhaps he had the wrong room?
If it was the wrong room, barging in would be awkward, so he put his ear to the door to make sure.
But as he leaned in, his eyes widened instantly, and his heart sank.
Because he heard that man’s voice saying, "Xiaotian, I also ca today to ask you, do you truly want to marry him? Can you leave him and co with ?"
This voice, Guo Feng couldn’t be more familiar with — it was the voice of Jiang the chef who cooked at ho.
No wonder Xiaotian changed completely after eating Jiang’s dishes, the key was not the food but the person cooking.
No wonder Xiaotian said there was no need to et a re chef, she didn’t want him to et Jiang the chef.
No wonder Xiaotian, who seldom went out, chose to go out repeatedly; it was all to et Jiang the chef.
No wonder Zi Lan suddenly fell ill; it was to get her out of the way.
Even if Guo Feng were foolish, he understood now—it wasn’t Jiang the chef; it was Li Fugui who Xiaotian yearned for.
Only Li Fugui would make Xiaotian act so out of character, and only Li Fugui would make Xiaotian so bold.
Guo Feng felt deeply hurt; he wanted to push open the door and break them apart.
But the hand reaching toward the door hesitated.
He thought if he went in, it would be awkward for Xiaotian, and he didn’t want her to see his heartlessness.
Besides, Xiaotian was now his wife; with her nature, he was confident she wouldn’t leave with Li Fugui.
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