Many of the questions in the couple's Q&A session were added by Qi Yan on his own initiative, and the two-person mode was forcibly changed to a single-person mode.
There were some things he couldn't ask and didn't dare to ask, but he knew that Luan Yining would definitely cooperate once he agreed, so he wanted to use the program segment to hear his true feelings.
He hid in another room, separated by a screen, listening to Luan Yining answer questions perfectly about things he thought Luan Yining could never possibly know.
My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, but I wasn't as happy as I had imagined.
Because he suddenly realized that his proud understanding of Luan Yining might have been nothing but his own arrogance from the very beginning.
Of all the issues, the one he least expected was that Luan Yining's ideal marriage was still with him.
Actually, this wasn't part of the original question. It was something Qi Yan urgently asked the director to ask after hearing Luan Yining's answer about her ideal marriage with her partner.
"Aside from what you already have, what do you think your ideal marriage would be like, and is it the same as your own ideal marriage?"
Luan Yining: "It's different. He prefers peers with whom he can have fun."
"So what is your ideal marriage like?"
“The current one is fine.” Perhaps feeling that her answer did not meet the requirements of the question, Luan Yining added, “We could have met later and started in a different way.”
"If you could, would you want to be the same age as Qi Yan?"
Luan Yining remained silent for a long time, then nodded almost imperceptibly: "There are no ifs."
Qi Yan was shocked when he heard Luan Yining say this. This was the first time he had heard Luan Yining express his concern about age.
He said his ideal marriage would be one where he met her later in life.
If they had met later and there had been no coercion, they might have had the opportunity to fall in love freely, avoiding so many conflicts and preventing things from reaching this point.
There is no better news than this, and there is no worse news than this, because there are no ifs.
Qi Yan was losing control of his emotions again, but Luan Yining said that things were fine as they were. Qi Yan felt like he might have been given a suspended sentence. After such a rollercoaster of emotions, cold sweat covered his back, and his hands were soaked with sweat.
After a while, his body gradually warmed up, and he composed himself before leaving the interview room.
On the way back, he didn't know how to start the conversation. It was even more awkward when they were alone in the room. Just then, Shan Song called him downstairs, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
But before he could even catch his breath, he was brought back to reality by a series of questions from Shan Song.
In just one afternoon, he heard from others and from his own ears about Luan Yining, who was completely different from what he knew before. Qi Yan's mind was in a mess.
When he rushed back to his room in a panic, before he could even pause to think, he received a very formal apology from Luan Yining.
Luan Yining said, "I did misunderstand you and Qin Chong at that time, and I apologize for my attitude then."
"No, it's my fault," Qi Yan replied subconsciously, then realized that Luan Yining's attitude had softened. Influenced by years of being indulged, he swallowed the explanation that followed, despicably enjoying the indulgence that Luan Yining had given him out of guilt.
As he expected, Luan Yining really did coax him in the car, which made Qi Yan have a slightly irrational idea, but he quickly restrained himself with reason.
Such a warming relationship is only temporary. If he wants a long-term relationship with Luan Yining, he needs to resolve all these deep-seated problems as soon as possible.
The dishcloth used for wiping dishes had somehow fallen into the drain, and the sink almost overflowed while Qi Yan was thinking. Qi Yan snapped out of his reverie, quickly tidied up the counter, and hurried back to the bedroom with two glasses of warm water.
A bedside lamp was left on in the bedroom. Luan Yining was leaning against the headboard with her laptop in her arms, looking focused. This was the most common expression Qi Yan had ever seen on Luan Yining since they met.
"Teacher Luan, would you like some water? It's sweet."
Luan Yining took the cup from Qi Yan, took two sips to wash away the spicy taste in her mouth, and her brow gradually relaxed.
Such a vivid expression made Qi Yan's lips twitch involuntarily. Luan Yining likes spicy food but doesn't like ginger. If it weren't for that misunderstanding today, he really wouldn't have dared to force Luan Yining to drink it.
The computer screen displayed what appeared to be a student's graduation thesis, already covered in numerous annotations. Qi Yan was dizzy from looking at it, and finally, after checking the time, asked, "How much longer?"
Luan Yining glanced at him: "Two hours."
Qi Yan frowned, but ultimately said nothing. He simply snuggled under the covers and leaned against Luan Yining's waist.
Luan Yining was slightly surprised, but didn't ask any further questions. Her gaze returned to the densely packed small print in the document.
The room quieted down, and Qi Yan mentally prepared himself with the rhythmic tapping of the keyboard beside him. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "Wife, I want to say a few words to you."
Qi Yan practically leaned half his body on Luan Yining: "Will this affect you?"
"..." Luan Yining paused, her fingers still. "You say it."
How did you feel during today's recording? Was there anything that bothered you?
"It's alright, it's quite interesting."
"Do you like Jiang Li very much?" Qi Yan stared at Luan Yining's expression, trying to figure out where his special feelings for Jiang Li came from.
Luan Yining relaxed a little when she thought of the lively young master and said to Qi Yan, "Ah Li is very much like a child."
What kind of child keeps rubbing salt into someone's wounds? Qi Yan suppressed his inner rant, then suddenly remembered the glare Luan Yining gave him in the mud earlier that day, and said in a frustrated tone, "I didn't mean to push Rong Mo earlier that day. I was just going to walk around him. He doesn't care about his wife, so can't I go and help my wife?"
She had been explaining at first, but once Qi Yan started talking, she couldn't stop, and it turned into a simple complaint: "Those two of them just bully me. You're so nice to that Jiang Li, and when you touched his head, he even provoked me. Do you know what a green tea b*tch is? He is. He's also a womanizer; he even flirted with my sister-in-law..."
As Luan Yining listened, her thoughts suddenly drifted away, and she felt as if she could see Qi Yan at seventeen or eighteen years old, domineeringly and unreasonably staying in the counselor's office. Other teachers did not dare to kick him out because of his status. That was his tone back then. No, that's not right. His temper was even worse back then. He was easily angered and had no idea how to control himself.
Now that she's learned her lesson, a hint of indescribable emotion flashed across Luan Yining's eyes, and a faint smile slowly spread across them.
Qi Yan realized he was going off-topic, so he stopped talking, slowly turned his head, and revealed his eyes, which he had been avoiding eye contact with Luan Yining.
He met Luan Yining's smiling eyes and immediately felt confident: "You're still smiling!" He then forcefully placed Luan Yining's hand, which was resting on the keyboard, on his head.
If you touch him, you have to touch me too!
Luan Yining curled her fingers slightly and stroked Qi Yan's thick black hair. Whether it was the comfort of the hair between her fingers or the relatively harmonious atmosphere between the two tonight, Luan Yining suddenly felt like saying a little more.
But he opened his mouth, then seemed to think of something else, and finally only said, "...You should be more careful about your behavior on the show."
Qi Yan noticed the subtle unease in his expression and immediately swallowed the rebuttal that was on the tip of his tongue: "I understand, don't worry."
The topic had strayed a bit too far, so Qi Yan paused and tried to get back on track: "If... I mean, if we went out to a party with Jiang Li and Rong Mo, would you think we'd have anything to talk about?"
Unexpectedly, Qi Yan mentioned Jiang Li again, and this time it was purely for the sake of the matter without any personal feelings. Luan Yining was surprised, but after thinking about it seriously, her answer was undoubtedly yes.
Jiang Li has no airs of a young master. He is lively and outgoing, and he is very tactful in his words and actions. Everyone feels relaxed around him.
As for Rong Mo, if you simply regard him as Jiang Li's lover and treat him normally, he is no different from an ordinary person.
Luan Yining didn't speak, but Qi Yan had already received Luan Yining's answer. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and decided to get to the point: "I've thought a lot about this today, and I feel that I have indeed made a lot of mistakes."
Luan Yining looked at him, puzzled, and waited quietly for his next words.
"I want to apologize to you," Qi Yan said. "I didn't consider that my friend might put pressure on you, whether in a tangible or intangible way. I'm sorry for ignoring your feelings and making things difficult for you for so long."
"If I had more friends like Brother Song and his wife, or Jiang Li, you wouldn't—"
Luan Yining's brows furrowed slowly. He had never intended to interfere with Qi Yan's friendships.
He interrupted, saying, "This is not your problem."
Qi Yan glanced at Luan Yining's expression: "Yes, and there's also your misunderstanding about Qin Chong. I remembered what happened back then; it was my responsibility."
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