Luo Jianxing's description reminded her of someone. She opened her photo album and pulled out a picture: "Third Brother, does this look like the girl you described?"
Luo Jianxing glanced at it casually, then froze. After regaining his senses, he snatched Luo Shimiao's phone, his expression extremely agitated: "You know her? Where is she now?"
"The person you're looking for is her?" Luo Shimiao was stunned. Could it be such a coincidence?
"Yes, I saw her once in country Y two years ago. After that, I traveled all over country Y but couldn't find her."
Luo Shimiao: "So all these years you've been flying around looking for her? Why didn't you go up and ask for her contact information back then?"
Luo Jianxing lowered his head in disappointment: "I was sitting in the coffee shop when she walked past me. By the time I ran to the door, she had disappeared."
"She's not from country Y, so of course you can't find her in country Y."
Luo Jianxing's face lit up with joy, and he grabbed Luo Shimiao's shoulders and shook them repeatedly: "So, you know her, right?"
"Calm down." Gu Nian freed Luo Shimiao from his grasp.
Luo Jianxing stared at the cold and beautiful face on his phone. He had been searching for this person for two years without success, and now he suddenly had news of her. How could he remain calm?
Luo Shimiao, rubbing her dizzy head, lay in Gu Nian's arms and said, "I'm not telling you, you're not going to try anything with my best friend!"
Gu Nian: "Uh..."
Realizing what she had just said, Luo Shimiao covered her mouth, her eyes darting around. Oh no! She had accidentally let it slip.
Luo Jianxing was shocked: "What, the one you always have long phone conversations with?"
“Yeah, I remember once you said we must have been mute in our past lives, since we talk so much nonsense in this one,” Luo Shimiao said, looking at him with a quiet gaze.
Luo Jianxing touched his nose: "No, that's not true. You must have remembered it wrong."
"Miaomiao, quickly send me her WeChat, or you can send her mine." Luo Jianxing put down his phone and massaged Luo Shimiao's legs with a fawning expression.
Luo Shimiao smiled and looked at him, saying, "I... won't... push!"
Luo Jianxing withdrew his hand, lay down on the sofa, and rested his head on his hand, saying, "Even if you don't give it to me, I can still get her contact information."
"You dare hack my phone? I'll make sure you don't get a chance. My beloved concubine is very obedient to me." Luo Shimiao picked up a cushion and threw it at Luo Jianxing.
Luo Jianxing pulled out one hand, caught the flying pillow, and then placed it behind his head.
Gu Nian frowned slightly and asked Luo Shimiao, "She is my beloved concubine, and what am I?"
Luo Shimiao covered his nose and said, "Is Mom making sweet and sour fish? I smell vinegar."
She straightened up, looked at the man with a displeased expression, and whispered something in his ear.
The man's mood visibly improved, and his eyes were practically overflowing with smiles.
"Ugh, you two are really something else." Luo Jianxing looked at them with disgust.
Gu Nian hugged Luo Shimiao and said, "You don't need to hide your envy and jealousy; we can feel it."
"Hmph, who envies you!" Luo Jianxing turned his face away.
Luo Shimiao took the phone back, glanced at him, and said, "She's going back to China in a few days."
Luo Jianxing was startled, his eyes shining brightly: "How many days is that?"
"You'll find out when the time comes. Don't blame me for not warning you; the number of men pursuing my beloved could circle our house a hundred times." He looked Luo Jianxing up and down, his disdain growing stronger. "Oh my god, you should just give up."
Luo Jianxing patted his chest confidently and said, "I have confidence in my...face!"
"..............."
At the dinner table, Ye Shujun kept putting food into Gu Nian's bowl: "Eat more, Nian. You've lost weight since you went on the show, but Miao Miao has gained a bit of weight. You know how to take care of people. Why don't you let Miao Miao take care of you for a while longer?"
Luo Shimiao: "........."
Luo Jianxing said, "If Dad knew you gave away his precious daughter, he'd probably cry himself to death in the bathroom."
Ye Shujun tapped his head: "What do you mean by giving her away? I've raised her for so many years, and Miaomiao is still so thin. Look at Anian, she's only been raised for half a month, and her face has become much rounder."
“Auntie, no problem, you can keep her for as long as you want,” Gu Nian said with a smile.
After dinner, Luo Shimiao pulled her suitcase back to her bedroom.
Ye Shujun gave Gu Nian a push: "Miaomiao, take Anian upstairs to see your room."
Luo Shimiao was full of doubt; what was so interesting about this place?
Luo Jianxing followed.
As soon as she entered the room, she pestered Luo Shimiao to make a video call to her best friend.
"Miaomiao, just hit one."
"I won't fight." Luo Shimiao took the clothes out of her suitcase, opened the wardrobe, and put the clothes on.
Luo Jianxing kicked off his shoes and pounced onto Luo Shimiao's soft bed: "I won't fight, I'm sleeping here tonight and I'm not leaving!"
Looking at Luo Jianxing throwing a tantrum on her bed, she became even more certain that her beloved concubine would not like such a childish man.
Luo Shimiao's bedroom is very large. Although it is not the master bedroom, it is larger than a typical master bedroom, like two master bedrooms combined.
"Miaomiao, why did you put sandbags in the room?" Gu Nian asked, pointing to the sandbags in the corner of the room.
Luo Shimiao glanced at it and said, "Oh, I bought this to exercise when I was out of work for a while. When I'm hitting it, I imagine the punching bag as black powder. It feels so good to hit it all over."
Luo Jianxing lay on the bed, cupping his face in his hands, and said, "A-Nian, this is the 10th sandbag she's changed. You must never make her angry in the future, or her life will be in danger. A friendly reminder from your brother."
"Third Brother, then I advise you to give up pursuing my beloved concubine." Luo Shimiao crossed her arms and looked down at him.
"Why?" Luo Jianxing blinked. What was the connection?
Luo Shimiao slowly closed his five fingers and placed a fist on Luo Jianxing's forehead: "Because we both love this!" He lightly punched him with his fist.
Luo Jianxing rolled over and sat up: "As expected of the woman I've set my sights on, you're even cooler now!"
Aren't you afraid she'll hit you?
"Spare the rod and spoil the child, so hit her however you want," Luo Jianxing said with a magnanimous air.
Luo Shimiao shook his head and pulled Gu Nian downstairs.
Just then, Ye Shujun came out of her room, carrying something thin in her hand.
When Ye Shujun saw them, she smiled and walked towards them, stuffing the things in her hand into Luo Shimiao's hands: "Miaomiao, keep the household registration book for you, just in case." After saying that, she glanced at Gu Nian.
Luo Shimiao stared blankly at the household registration book in her hand. In the past two years, she had not damaged anything in the house, nor had she prevented them from enjoying their time together. Why was her mother so eager to marry her off?
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