For the next hour, Grandpa Han kept saying that Han Lingxi was spoiled, somewhat willful, and had a bad temper. He told her to come and tell him if she did anything wrong, and he would definitely teach her a lesson.
However, Chongrang still managed to glean Grandpa Han's core message from this: "My child has a bad temper, so please be more tolerant and try to be more accommodating to her. If she really does something wrong, don't scold her; I will scold her myself."
Chongrang was speechless; she really was his granddaughter.
Listening to Grandpa Han's words, Chong Rang finally had a feeling that he and Han Lingxi were already married.
Thinking of this, Chongrang couldn't help but wonder if he should find an opportunity to bring Han Lingxi home for a meal. So that's what his mother meant when she kept asking him hesitantly on the phone a few days ago, "Are you busy at work?" "Is Xi'er busy at work?"
After receiving Grandpa Han's ideological education, Chong Rang finally waited for the time to eat. However, once at the table, Chong Rang found that he seemed to prefer Grandpa Han's ideological education.
"Xi'er, why are you only thinking about eating by yourself? Get some food for Xiao Rang."
Han Lingxi, who was trying to keep her head down and eat to avoid being noticed, was inexplicably called out. She could only smile obediently at Grandma Han and then put some food into Chong Rang's bowl.
After taking a few bites, Han Lingxi felt a gaze fall on her. She looked up and met Grandma Han's disappointed look, so she could only put another piece of food into Chong Rang's bowl.
Chongrang looked at the food in his bowl and wanted to burst into tears. "My dear Miss Xi, can't you put a little more thought into picking up the food? Even if I'm not your real husband, you can't murder me! This chopstick of chili and this chopstick of ginger are practically trying to kill me!"
"Look how well the two children get along."
Grandpa Han laughed heartily as he spoke, and Chong Rang nodded in agreement with a smile, but his hands were busy figuring out how to secretly throw the shredded ginger out of the bowl without anyone noticing.
"That's right, they're both shy. I just asked Xi'er to call Chongrang, and Xi'er actually tried to avoid me."
Han's mother teased them about what had just happened.
Han Lingxi lowered her head and pretended to be shy, which left Chong Rang stunned. What should he do?
However, after listening to Han's mother's words, Chong Rang couldn't help but praise Han Lingxi's wit. If she made the call in front of Han's mother, he would immediately give himself away as soon as he answered the phone with "hello".
Chongrang then realized that he seemed to have dug a huge hole for himself. Obviously, if his parents and grandparents found out that the marriage was fake, they would beat him to death. But they would find out about this one day, and he would inevitably get a beating.
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After dinner, Han's mother asked Chong Rang and Han Lingxi to go to Han Lingxi's room to talk. Chong Rang happened to have something to say to Han Lingxi, so he did not refuse.
Upon entering Han Lingxi's room, Han Lingxi was speechless. This pink and princess-style room was something she had never seen before. After all, when she woke up, she was in the original owner's apartment, where a simple and stylish design was quite normal. She never expected her home to be filled with such girlish charm.
This was Chong Rang's first time entering a girl's bedroom. Although he tried his best to remain calm, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Han Lingxi was alright; aside from wanting to complain at first glance, she quickly returned to normal.
As Chong Rang sat on the bed taking deep breaths, Han Lingxi ran over and closed the door, knowing that what she was about to say couldn't be heard by her family.
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