"That’s true." Ji Shuanglin couldn’t help but give a thumbs-up to his wife’s trick, "I didn’t expect that when you were young, you were full of clever tricks, and even as you got older, those tricks haven’t decreased a bit."
"Who are you calling old?" ng Qingi glared playfully at her husband, with a hint of the charm she had in her youth, "If it weren’t for my clever tricks back then, how could my parents have agreed to let marry a poor boy like you?"
"Yes! You’re a lady from a good family." Ji Shuanglin laughed dotingly, "You’re my Qingi! The Qingi I’ve loved all my life."
"That’s right..." ng Qingi’s face was full of happiness, "But in the end, our marriage was successful because of your talent. I didn’t suffer with you in this life. You’ve lived up to our vows."
"Yes. My Qingi..."
"If you eat too many green plums, be careful they might make your teeth ache." Ji Chuan leaned against the door, laughing at his parents’ mushy conversation, "At your age, still calling each other Qingi every other word. Dad, why not stop calling yourself Shuanglin and just call yourself Zhima* instead? Qingi and Zhima, that’s a real pair."
"Get out of here, you brat." Ji Shuanglin turned to glare at his son, "Instead of staying in the living room, why are you over here?"
"Oh. I just wanted to say that Yan Huan prefers salty food, so don’t make it too sweet." Ji Chuan reminded them.
"Look at this, he hasn’t even married Yan Huan yet, and his mind is completely occupied with her." ng Qingi teased her son, "Go on, sit nicely in the living room and chat with those two girls. Don’t forget what your mission is. I’ve created the conditions for you, whether you seize them is up to you."
"But..." Ji Chuan couldn’t bear to let Yan Huan feel even a bit of sadness.
"What’s this ’but’? If your barrage isn’t strong, you won’t be able to take the hill, figure it out yourself."
After his mother’s reminder, Ji Chuan understood and put it into action.
"Hey, Qingi, do you think what we’re doing might be a bit unfair to Xia Lin?" Ji Shuanglin felt that what his wife was doing might be a bit unethical.
"Yes, it’s a little unfair." ng Qingi stopped what she was doing, "But if we tell Xia Lin now, she’ll definitely turn around and leave. Think about it, in this heat, she ca all this way, it wouldn’t be right for her not to even get a al. If we’re blaming soone, it’s really your son to bla. Later on, we’ll explain things clearly to Xia Lin and invite her for a al to apologize."
"It’s the best we can do now." Given the situation, all they could do was try to make ands as much as possible.
In the living room, the atmosphere was mysteriously awkward.
Ji Chuan had Xia Lin sitting to his left and Yan Huan to his right.
He was sandwiched in the middle, feeling truly uncomfortable.
Every ti he spoke to Xia Lin, he felt Yan Huan watching him from behind, like there’s a prickling sensation on his back.
He didn’t dare to look Yan Huan in the eyes.
"Ji Chuan, I bought a couple of things on the way. I think they’re fun. Why don’t we play with them?" It was Xia Lin’s first ti coming for a matchmaking eting. She didn’t even ask about Ji Chuan’s situation but invited him to play like a child.
"What kind of toys?" Ji Chuan asked.
"These..." Xia Lin pulled a Nine Links puzzle and a Rubik’s Cube out of her bag, "These really test intelligence. Let test how smart you are?"
*Zhima ans "sesa" but in context, it’s being used to playfully imply "Zhima" (Sesa) as a counterpart to "Qingi" (Green Plum), referring to the Chinese idiom "青梅竹马" or "childhood sweethearts".
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