"My big brother is a cunning person... but how should I say it, he’s pretty good to the family. When he talked to you about this, he wasn’t trying to trap you, it’s just..."
Yu Minglang didn’t know how to describe his brother’s behavior today.
Chen Xiaoqian is a very perceptive person and particularly holds grudges. If she dislikes soone, it’s hard to change her impression later. Yu Minglang didn’t know how to make Xiaoqian not dislike his brother.
"Is it that he wants to tie down? Should I be grateful? After all, Wang Xiaohong was in your family for so many years, your brother never brought it up, and I’m not even officially with you yet, and he ntions this."
Understanding Qian’s perceptiveness, Yu Minglang decided to be straightforward.
"He definitely has that intention, but my brother is protective of his family. He wants to share good things with family. Don’t feel any psychological burden. If you feel uncomfortable, leave it to to handle. He won’t bother you again."
"Yu Minglang, don’t you want to tie down?"
"I want to, but not in this way. Qian, I hope you can be with without such pressure. As for family matters, it’s up to you. If you don’t want it, no one can force you. With my brother or my dad, as long as I’m here, no one would dare touch you. I’ll go ho and tell them about our situation. I don’t want to hide anything from you, but I hope, within my authority, I can give you a relatively normal life."
"That’s enough, Yu Minglang, it’s enough."
Chinese is the most profound and complex language in the world.
A single sentence can convey multiple anings.
For example, now Xiaoqian said, ’Enough, it’s enough.’
Yu Minglang’s heart sank.
Is his Qian upset?
Does she feel tired from being in a relationship with him and not want to be with him anymore?
Or does she find his brother’s actions today too abrupt and feel disgusted, that it’s enough...
After Qian finished speaking, he had a few seconds of blankness, with only one thought in mind.
What if she says she doesn’t want to be with him?
A fear he had never felt before made Yu Minglang’s body act before his mind could, and he quickly moved forward to tightly embrace her.
"Not enough! No! I do not agree!"
Qian felt discomfort from the embrace and tried to push him away, but he held her even tighter, leaving her unable to move.
"Let go, it’s hurting."
"No way! I’ll never let go! Chen Xiaoqian, you cannot be a deserter!"
Qian was in pain from the embrace, couldn’t push him away, and rolled her eyes, "What am I running from?"
"You can’t just hide when things co up. I can stand in front of you. I won’t let them do anything you don’t like, but you can’t run! You are mine, you are mine!"
This was the i he had taken a liking to instantly, how could he let her leave!
"When did I say I was running? When did I hide? Yu Minglang, do you act impulsively like this at work too? Give your father’s phone number, let have a chat with him. With your ntal strength, what big boss could you be? Go find a place to raise pigs."
Eh, not running, not hiding?
Yu Minglang released her, looking at her in confusion, "You’re not running, then why did you say ’enough’?"
Qian adjusted her glasses, "I ant your probation is enough; you can be confird."
... What?!
Qian touched his face, "Even though you still seem silly and clumsy, I think you’re okay today, enough to be my boyfriend. You’re confird, but it seems you’re not happy. You just said ’not enough’ and ’no’, you don’t agree, so okay, according to your request, I’ll extend your probation—"
"No extensions!" said Yu Minglang, who had snapped back to reality, suddenly full of vigor.
"You said it yourself." Xiaoqian watched him dig a hole for himself, enjoying the spectacle.
Oh dear, this face, all dark and scary-looking.
Qian put her hand on his face, "Xiaoqiang, when I see you, I think of snow skin mooncakes."
"Talk about being confird, don’t change the subject." He wanted to confirm it again, still feeling the joy of being recognized as her boyfriend.
"Yu Minglang, you’re the milk custard snow skin mooncake. You have an aloof white exterior, but bite in and it’s all yellow filling..." Qian seed to have found an amusing topic, making herself laugh, "Hahaha!"
"Chen Xiaoqian, is now the ti to show off your stand-up cody talent? Be serious!"
Yu Minglang felt his heart hanging on a little fla, this little troublemaker was playing with his heart, neither up nor down, enjoying herself.
"Serious is..." Qian patted his face, "Young man, behave well; just because the probation is over doesn’t an you’ll be forever. How far you walk with in the future depends on your performance, got it?"
"I promise to complete the task!" Yu Minglang held her, suddenly feeling a heroic sense of clarity, akin to reaching the top of a mountain, a sense of a phased victory.
"Silly, let’s go. My mom and brother are still waiting outside. If we go back now, it’ll probably get noisy again."
"While going to the bathroom, I got so help—That’s not the point, why, tell , why?"
Though he constantly shalessly forced Qian into all kinds of intimacy, he was well aware that Qian always had reservations about him. Today, with his brother being so forceful, Yu Minglang had ntally prepared for kneeling on a washing board for Qian.
Yet unexpectedly, not only did they not argue, but he also gained the surprise of being confird!
"Aren’t you very clever? Go back and figure it out yourself." Qian wouldn’t tell him, signaling him to go out with her. But Yu Minglang grasped her hand, pulling her into his embrace.
"i, about my brother, you really don’t need to step in?"
"Is your brother a bad person?" Qian replied with a question instead.
Yu Minglang decisively said, "To others, he’s not a good person, but to , he’s a good brother."
"Then that’s enough. I have a sense of proportion in my heart. Don’t worry. I can handle and balance the relationship. If I can’t figure this small issue out, I’d go ho and chop the cabbage... Yu Xiaoqiang, knowing you prioritize my feelings makes happy."
After Qian finished speaking, she turned and walked away. Yu Minglang watched her petite yet upright back, and at that mont, her silhouette reminded him of an ally fighting alongside him.
An overwhelming sense of trust to give her his back. She’s not a woman waiting for him to make a move while hiding behind him, but a woman who’s independent, assertive, and can solve problems. Yet what she cares about is his attitude.
If Yu Minglang hadn’t stood up for her today, he dared not think what Qian would do. But just because of his support, she changed her mind. It’s truly heaven and hell in an instant, and the result was entirely up to one thought. She acknowledged all his efforts.
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