"He's a pretentious person, and he's very concerned about his image. In his mind, his image is more important than his life. Tang Wenya is his fiancée, and everyone knows that they're getting married next month."

Zhao Jingyu loved to badmouth Xiao Tingshen in front of Xu Qingning, and he showed no mercy. "Now that his fiancée has gone to the countryside, he can't get married, which is equivalent to losing face. So this time, he won't listen to his mother."

“You know him quite well.” Xu Qingning lay in bed, looking at the man beside her, feeling a strange sense of security.

"That's right, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated!" Zhao Jingyu felt uncomfortable thinking about how Xu Qingning had liked Xiao Tingshen, and continued to mock him, "If he goes to Tang Wenya this time, I will respect him as a man. But if he listens to his mother and doesn't care about his woman, I will look down on him."

"If it were you, what would you do?" Xu Qingning couldn't help but ask him.

“For me, there are no ifs.” Zhao Jingyu propped himself up on his arm, looked down at her, and his face was exceptionally clear in the darkness. “I will not let my woman suffer any injustice.”

The man's voice was deep and his tone was firm.

It gives one a special sense of peace in the dark.

Xu Qingning was very satisfied with his answer. She turned over and looked out at the dark night. She missed home, she missed her home in reality.

Her parents are both workaholics, leaving early and returning late, and have no time to take care of her.

She was sent to her maternal grandmother's house when she was very young.

She grew up at her maternal grandmother's house. After graduating from university, she stayed in Beijing to work and rarely went back. She also rarely saw her parents.

Her parents often say that when they retire, they can move in with her to make up for what they owe her.

She appeared indifferent, but deep down, she had been waiting for this day.

But now, she has inexplicably transmigrated into this book, which is equivalent to her mysteriously disappearing in reality. She doesn't know if her parents can accept this fact.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhao Jingyu wrapped his arms around her from behind: "What are you thinking about?"

She fell asleep quickly after they got into bed last night.

He was tired from a long day of travel and didn't have time to talk to her. He wanted to tell her that he missed her a lot while he was away.

"I'm thinking about what to buy when I go to my aunt's house tomorrow..." Xu Qingning shrank deeper into the blankets; she still wasn't used to sleeping with other people.

She can sleep however she wants, completely free to do as she pleases; she can sleep horizontally or vertically as she pleases.

It feels strange to have another person around.

"I'll take care of these things, you don't need to worry about them." Zhao Jingyu watched her hide under the covers and laughed. "Don't hide anymore, or you'll fall off the bed. Am I that scary?"

Could it be that he acted impulsively last time and scared her?

He will restrain himself from touching her during her pregnancy.

There's plenty of time ahead; he'll wait for her, until she's willing.

"I'm tired, I want to sleep." Xu Qingning felt the burning gaze from behind her and pushed away his large hand that was wrapped around her waist. "You should go to sleep early too, we have to go to Aunt's house tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll listen to my wife." Zhao Jingyu withdrew his hand, the words he wanted to say lingered on his lips, and he changed his approach to say them to her, "From now on, whatever you ask me to do, I'll do."

If he said he missed her, he was afraid she would misunderstand and think he was thinking about *that* kind of thing again.

Everything is for her and the child's sake.

The atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.

Xu Qingning's ears turned red, and she turned over again, keeping her distance from him. She felt so embarrassed.

I slept without any dreams.

She was sleeping soundly.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already broad daylight. Xu Qingning yawned and realized that she was being held in his arms. His hands were around her waist, and one of his legs was pinning her two legs down.

He was sleeping soundly, his warm breath brushing against her face.

Feeling the hardness in his waist, Xu Qingning didn't dare to move, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground. She clearly remembered sleeping by the bedside, how did things turn out like this while she was sleeping...

Immediately, Zhao Jingyu woke up and casually moved his legs away, saying, "You sleep a little longer. I'll go clean the bicycle; it's been a long time since I rode it."

As he stood up, Xu Qingning exclaimed in surprise, "You stepped on my hair..."

Sleeping with him always leads to all sorts of unexpected situations.

Hate.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Zhao Jingyu immediately reached out and rubbed her head. Last night, he had slept very comfortably in her warm and soft arms. When he felt comfortable, he was full of energy. He looked at her with a smile in his eyes, "I will be more careful next time and won't press on you again."

Xu Qingning glared at him and pushed his hand away: "I need to get up too."

After dinner, just as the two were about to leave, Yang Yuelan took a cotton cushion from the house, tied it to the back seat of the bicycle, and said to Xu Qingning, "I made this last night. It's soft and comfortable for you to sit on."

He then instructed Zhao Jingyu: "Ride slowly on the road, and don't bump her. If the road is difficult, get off and push her."

"Understood," Zhao Jingyu replied expressionlessly.

"Thank you, Mom." Xu Qingning felt a warmth in her heart, reached out and hugged Yang Yuelan, smiling broadly. "We'll be back soon."

"No rush, have fun while you're out." Yang Yuelan straightened Xu Qingning's collar. "I'm going out to buy some meat today, and I'll make dumplings for you guys tonight."

"That's great! I love dumplings." Xu Qingning's smile grew even sweeter, and she kept turning back to look at herself. "Mom, I'll miss you."

Yang Yuelan was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on her thin face.

The third son's wife has a way of making people feel comfortable.

Inside the house, Yang Yuexiang and Wu Huihui both pursed their lips in unison upon hearing this.

Sycophant, shameless.

Zhao Jingyu pushed his bicycle in front, with Xu Qingning following behind. The bicycle was polished to a shine, and a cotton pad was tied to the back seat, making it a very nice ride.

It was her first time riding on such a bicycle.

Just as the two reached the door, they saw Xu Jianguo and Jiang Yumei hurriedly pushing their bicycles in.

It's obvious they've come because of Tang Wenya's trip to the countryside.

Xu Qingning ignored the two of them, held onto the back of the bicycle, and followed Zhao Jingyu outside.

"Qingning, where are you two going?" Xu Jianguo called out to her, looking at them with some guilt. "Take some time to go home tomorrow or the day after. I have something to say to you."

He was a bit too strict with Xu Qingning.

But he was also disappointed in her, and now that the deed was done, he had no choice but to accept her marriage to Zhao Jingyu.

He only objected to his daughter's marriage; he didn't say he disowned her.

“But we have nothing to say to you.” Xu Qingning gave him a cool look. “I made it very clear last time that you, me, and all of you are no longer family.”

“Uncle Xu, Qingning and I are family.” Zhao Jingyu held the handlebars with one hand and helped Xu Qingning onto the back seat with the other, looking at Xu Jianguo meaningfully. “Family is about supporting each other, not undermining and slandering each other, don’t you think?”

"Of course." Xu Jianguo knew he was in the wrong and said awkwardly, "Qingning, what happened before was my fault. I hope you can forgive me."

"I will never forgive you, never forgive you all." Xu Qingning sat casually on the back of the bicycle, clutching Zhao Jingyu's clothes with both hands. "Let's go!"

Who cares if we're family?

Whoever treats her well is her family.

"Wife, sit tight." Zhao Jingyu got on his bicycle, took her with him, and rode away.

Xu Jianguo: "..."

That girl is so stubborn!

Jiang Yumei was preoccupied with her daughter's affairs and didn't bother chatting with Xu Qingning. As soon as she entered the house, she rushed off to Xiao Tingshen's house.

The door was locked.

Xiao Tingshen stood by the window and shouted loudly, "Help! Let me out! Let me out now!"