Chapter 307: Seeing Each Other

Chen Shiyi prepared some gifts and sent them to Mo Xunyan, whose baby was almost two years old.

Mo Xunyan was extremely surprised to see Chen Shiyi dressed up as a young man.

"Whose young man is this? He's so handsome."

Chen Shiyi raised his finger and hooked Mo Xunyan's chin.

"Whose beauty is so sweet?"

Mo Xunyan smiled.

"You rascal, if your brother Cui sees you later, he will beat you to pieces."

Cui Yongan immediately ran out of the house with their child in his arms.

"Who, who..."

Chen Shiyi loved the soft and tender child as soon as she saw it. She took the child from Cui Yongan's hands and spoke softly.

"Call me auntie now, and I'll give you a big gold chain."

The child was not shy. He held Chen Shiyi's face and looked left and right, his eyes rolling around like black grapes, sparkling.

After a while, she pushed Chen Shiyi aside and turned to ask Cui Yongan to hug her.

Chen Shiyi loved it very much.

"Why did he leave? I wanted to hug him again."

Mo Xunyan held Chen Shiyi's hand and said.

"Are you still taking your medicine?"

Chen Shiyi shook his head.

"I've been taking it for a long time. Doctor Chu told me not to take it anymore because it would hurt my body if I took too much. He just told me to be patient and wait. I can't wait any longer."

"Don't worry, children are destiny, they will come eventually."

Chen Shiyi sighed.

"I am getting older and older, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to have children in the future."

"Well, there's no rush for this, don't think too much about it."

After a while, Chen Shiyi said goodbye to Mo Xunyan.

"You just came a while ago. We finally got to meet each other."

Chen Shiyi laughed.

"I have to go back. I don't know when my husband will come over. If I'm not around, he will worry again."

Mo Xunyan shook his head.

“It’s really not easy for you.”

Mo Xunyan saw Chen Shiyi off, and before lunch, Wen Zhiheng came over again.

She was very confused.

"What are you doing here?"

"Old Cui said he would come to your house for lunch today."

Mo Xunyan frowned, looked at Wen Zhiheng looking left and right, and laughed.

"Don't look at it, she went back a long time ago."

"What?"

"Don't pretend. Chen Shiyi has already returned from my house. You are a step late."

Wen Zhiheng said "oh".

"Why didn't you invite her to stay for dinner?"

"If I could have stayed, I would have stayed a long time ago. Why would I need you to tell me?"

While they were having dinner, Cui Yongan filled Wen Zhiheng's glass with wine.

"You will be old in a few years. I have a partner. I heard that the girl in his family is very good. She has been with him for a few years in the border area. She is very warm and open-minded. She is also beautiful. How about finding an opportunity for us to meet?"

Wen Zhiheng thought about it.

"Okay, help me arrange it."

Mo Xunyan looked at Wen Zhiheng with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"You, are you okay?"

Wen Zhiheng replied doubtfully.

"What can I do?"

Cui Yongan smiled and quickly handed a bowl of soup to Mo Xunyan, then turned to Wen Zhiheng and said.

"You scared my wife. This is scarier than seeing a ghost."

Wen Zhiheng smiled.

"Not to the extent that..."

Mo Xunyan thought about it, but always felt something was wrong.

"Impossible. With your personality, I don't believe you can go and meet a girl."

Cui Yongan said.

"Why don't you believe it, Yan'er? There will be a lantern festival in two days. You can entertain the girl and I will accompany Wen Zhiheng. Let's take a look first, just in case we are attracted to each other."

Mo Xunyan asked doubtfully.

"Wen Zhiheng, is that true? Don't tease other girls."

Cui Yongan stopped Mo Xunyan with his eyes.

"Don't you know who he is?"

The second floor of Baoxiangju is adjacent to Hetang River. Outside the window is a grand lantern festival with huge crowds of people, making it very lively.

The girl I met this time was named Deng Yueling. She was a beautiful girl, eighteen years old, with a lively face. She had lived in the northwestern border for several years. She was very lively and not shy or frightened of strangers.

Wen Zhiheng thought that if he had gotten married at the age of seventeen like Lan Qinghe, he would have been able to become her father when he was a few years older.

Mo Xunyan asked curiously.

"What does Miss Deng like to do? Embroidery, reading..."

Deng Yueling smiled.

"I like riding horses and flying kites, and I fly my kites best in the Northwest."

Mo Xunyan suddenly thought that this girl was old enough to marry Lan Yuanfeng.

At Wen Zhiheng’s age, oh, forget it, it’ll be a joke if you tell anyone about it.

Deng Yueling raised her eyes and glanced at the man opposite her. He was imposing and had a cold expression. Every move he made was filled with the pressure of a superior, which made her feel suffocated.

She was a little scared.

Until now, after such a long time, I just glanced at her and then drank tea without saying a word.

If I marry him in the future and we both lose the ability to talk, wouldn't I be suffocated to death? Besides, he is not young anymore and is very handsome. It has been such a long time since he got married. Is there something wrong with him?

It must be like this.

Mo Xunyan leaned against the window, looking at the scenery, and soon he shouted downstairs.

"Eleven, here..."

Deng Yueling thought, could there be someone else?

After a while, Mo Xunyan brought someone up.

Deng Yueling took one look and was immediately mesmerized.

She was wearing a thick black cloak and a black jade hairpin on her head. The fluttering black headband made her look light and translucent. She looked gentle and elegant, with a raised smile on her lips, making people want to get close to her.

Deng Yueling thought that the man she wanted to marry should be this kind of young man.

Chen Shiyi looked at the people in the compartment: Cui Yongan, Wen Zhiheng, Mo Xunyan, a young girl, and a slightly older woman. It seemed like he had never seen these two people before.

She smiled at Wen Zhiheng and took off her cloak, which was caught by Mo Xunyan and hung on a wooden rack nearby.

"Are you guys eating here? I'm just hungry."

Cui Yongan pulled a stool for her to sit on.

"Yan'er, ask the shopkeeper to bring some more of Eleven's favorite dishes."

Eleven quickly stopped him.

"Why are you being so polite? I really like the food on the table."

Wen Zhiheng poured a cup of tea for Chen Shiyi and pushed it in front of Chen Shiyi.

"Have a cup of tea first."

Deng Yueling looked at Chen Shiyi quietly, then glanced at Wen Zhiheng beside him.

The old man in front of me didn't say a word and looked difficult to get along with. But when this young man came and served tea and water, his mouth was full of smiles. Humph, I knew he was not a good person, and it turned out to be true.

But the voice is like running water, which is quite pleasant to hear.

This young man in front of me looks really comfortable.

"My name is Deng Yueling, may I ask how you address me, sir?"

Chen Shiyi had just finished drinking his tea and was about to swallow it when he was choked by the sudden words.

Mo Xunyan, who was sitting next to Chen Shiyi, quickly comforted Chen Shiyi.

"Drink slowly. No one is competing with you for the drink."