Chapter 99: Am I really going to live with Zhou Pingchuan?
Xia Mian's thigh was one of the most sensitive parts of his body. When Zhou Pingchuan touched it like that, he felt like he had been electrocuted. His whole leg felt numb and tingly, and his heartbeat also accelerated.
He rubbed his outer thigh, wanting to curse, but there were guests all around. If he really spoke up, not only the Zhou family, but Xia Dongbo would be the first to lead the way in kicking him out.
I'm angry that they didn't reply.
He decided to play a dirty trick from below—imitating Zhou Pingchuan, he rammed back with his leg.
Zhou Pingchuan was dealing with some unknown relative when Xia Mian tried to catch him off guard. However, the other man's thigh didn't budge, and she was bounced back instead.
Summer Sleep has all the weird habits of a fitness guy: he likes to train his upper body, hates to train his lower body, and has poor lower body strength.
But since he dances regularly, he can't be so weak as to be like an ant trying to shake a tree, right?
It must be because I didn't have enough power. Xia Mian took a deep breath, counted the beats in her mind, and charged for a full ten seconds before crashing into it again!
This time, things actually moved. Zhou Pingchuan's legs trembled from the impact, and the wine glass in his hand also trembled.
As relatives continued to offer toasts, Zhou Pingchuan calmly switched his wine glass to his left hand while listening to them speak. He then extended his right hand under the table, gently placed it on the other person's leg, and patted it, as if to say, "Alright, stop fooling around."
Today, Zhou Pingchuan was still wearing gloves, but he had changed them from leather to velvet.
The man had large, broad hands, and they were probably warmer than usual, perhaps from drinking. The sensation was so intense that Xia Mian felt a tingling sensation down her spine, and her legs went weak.
“…Take it away.” He grabbed Zhou Pingchuan’s arm and tossed it back to its original place.
Zhou Pingchuan calmly downed his drink, while Xia Mian seemed the only one who was in a state of confusion, as he hadn't teased her at all from beginning to end.
Xue Chunling sat at a table two tables away. Because of her poor health, she only drank tea occasionally, did not drink alcohol, and did not connect with people much.
While others were chatting, she kept observing Zhou Pingchuan and Xia Mian, and could tell that the two were secretly making moves.
After all, she had raised Zhou Pingchuan since he was a child. She knew Zhou Pingchuan well and how precocious he was, or to put it less nicely: mature beyond his years.
At six or seven years old, while other children were running around and playing wildly in the yard, he had already started taking foreign language classes and upper-grade courses.
While other teenagers were experiencing their first crushes and flirting with girls, he had already been taken to the company by Grandpa Zhou to try out the company's business.
So he had no childhood. The first time Xue Chunling saw him act like a child, playing around with another person.
You're not that old, why are you so lifeless all the time? This is how you should be!
Xue Chunling smiled with satisfaction, took out an exquisite cloth bag from her pocket, and sat down diagonally behind Xia Mian: "Mianmian."
Her voice was like a gentle spring breeze, finally freeing Xia Mian from her strange feelings. She rubbed her thighs and turned to the other person.
"This is from Aunt Xue... Don't say no, it's not much money, just take it."
Xia Mian obediently took it upon hearing this, opened the cloth bag, and inside was a gold-wrapped jade safety buckle.
It's of average quality and not worth much money. But it represents a mother's most simple and sincere blessing.
Xia Mian immediately took it out and put it around her neck: "Does it look good?"
"Beautiful, beautiful, my Mianmian is the most beautiful." Xue Chunling couldn't stop smiling.
"By the way," she said, taking a sip of tea, "I heard from Pingchuan that you've already bought your wedding house. You can move in tonight, right?"
"We can live together right after the wedding ceremony?" Xia Mian asked, confused. "I've never been married before, so I don't know."
Xue Chunling harbored some selfish motives. She didn't know how long she would live, and she wanted to see her two children truly loving and sweet before she closed her eyes.
Or rather, out of selfishness, she wanted Pingchuan to have a real home of his own.
“Of course,” she said, using her teacup to hide her slightly guilty look. “Once you’re engaged, you’re family. And you’re getting your marriage certificate the day after tomorrow, so it’s legally recognized. What’s wrong with living together?”
Indeed, Xia Mingzhao used their wedding room to record "Little Days," even though he and Zhou Ting hadn't held their wedding ceremony yet.
But today... am I really going to live with Zhou Pingchuan?
Thinking of that scene, Xia Mian's emotions, which had finally calmed down, began to surge again.
After delivering the items, Xue Chunling sat down next to Zhou Pingchuan.
"Pingchuan, Mianmian is a good child, you must cherish him."
Zhou Pingchuan hummed in agreement.
"Now that you're moving in today, you'll begin your real life as a couple. You need to understand, be considerate of, and take care of each other. Mianmian is very sensible, so you can't bully him."
......sensible?
When it comes to children, "sensible" is a limiting word that is only shown to outsiders. It seems that he has never experienced the gentle and considerate side of others. He only gets scolded, stepped on, and bumped. Zhou Pingchuan sighed silently.
She then realized, "Aunt Xue, we're not moving the imperial seal today."
"The wedding ceremony is over, aren't you moving in?" Xue Chunling feigned surprise. "Oh dear, look at this old woman, just talking nonsense based on her own ideas. I even told Mianmian that we were going over tonight!"
Unlike Xia Mian, Zhou Pingchuan had been exposed to the business world since childhood and had seen all kinds of shrewd people. He saw through the wet nurse's thoughts at a glance and took a sip of wine: "So what did he say?"
“Mianmian is very willing,” Xue Chunling said, leaning closer to Zhou Pingchuan. “Besides, if he stays with the Xia family, who knows how much of the betrothal gifts will be swallowed up. You know Mianmian’s background; it’s quite pitiful. These betrothal gifts are his livelihood. Only by moving out tonight can we preserve them for him to the greatest extent possible.”
Zhou Pingchuan didn't care who got the betrothal gifts, nor did he care about the so-called "foundation for survival." His credit card was enough for Xia Mian to squander for a lifetime, and she could exchange it for as many betrothal gifts as she wanted today.
However... since the child is willing and the wet nurse is happy, it's killing two birds with one stone, so why not?
"Uncle Yi," he called the butler, "select some suitable people and transfer them to the bridal chamber."
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