novelraw Chapter 243 - 221 Little Uncle, Let’s Get Married Together
Chapter 243 - 221 Little Uncle, Let’s Get Married Together
Dudu looked around and his gaze fell on the light gray carpet beside the bed. It looked quite comfortable and fluffy, and even the carpet in his room was clean.So, he stood up, dragged the carpet to the door, and put it in front of the doorway.
Shen Yiran heard the commotion behind him and glanced over. He saw her hobble back to the bedside, hugging a small blanket and his pillow, then lie down on the carpet by the door.
With a wound on her buttocks, she didn’t dare to lie flat, so she lay on her side with the injured side slightly up. The blanket covered her upper body, and her legs were faintly visible under the shirt. How could he not feel something? But he dared not be reckless with her.
The carpet kept it from being too cold, and since the weather wasn’t cold, he didn’t pay her any mind.
His fingers were tapping on the keyboard, but his hearing was occasionally tuned to the movements behind him.
He heard her playing games on her phone for a while, then she curled up at the door and fell asleep.
Her relentless persistence really left him powerless. He treated her so badly, so badly that he himself felt it was too much. But she always seemed to forget the pain after healing. After crying, she would be back to her lively self in a couple of days, deliberately or unintentionally teasing him.
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In the afternoon, it had been overcast all day, and now it was drizzling. Worried she might catch a cold, Shen Yiran carried her to the bed.
She had texted him at four in the morning yesterday, who knows what she was up to all night, now she was sleeping so deeply.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, his fingers greedily touched her face, but he quickly pulled back as if electrocuted.
Such thoughts, she should cut them off, and so should he.
With a soft sigh, he lifted his feet and left the room.
After lunch, everyone gathered to play mahjong. Gu Qimiao didn’t understand the game at all but was dragged to the table by An’an. In An’an’s words: "Big Brother isn’t short of money, lose some and take it as tuition fees."
Shen Yanchen didn’t object, and just let her be. So, Gu Qimiao braced herself and sat down, but Shen Yanchen stayed nearby to help her out.
After losing a few thousand, Gu Qimiao finally started to understand a bit and slowly began to win hands.
Liang Zixuan, with her delicate red nails, said while drawing tiles, "I didn’t expect the Sister-in-law to have such good luck. Now, you’re starting to win back, right?"
Gu Qimiao smiled as if deliberately showing off, "My husband teaches well."
Knowing that Liang Zixuan had ulterior motives towards Shen Yanchen, although she didn’t understand why the Shen family kept such a woman around, she had to keep an eye on her husband, preventing other women from getting any ideas.
An’an, discontent, said, "Brother, don’t just sit there, let Sister-in-law lose some money!" Then she turned to Su Yan, who was playing at another table, "Little Uncle, I lost everything again."
Su Yan glanced at her and handed over the money he’d won from his drawer to Shen Yi’an.
But An’an’s luck was always bad. The one who had been clamoring to play was now the first to call it off. In the end, Gu Qimiao was the only winner, holding her little bit of money with a smile.
All the money Su Yan had won was lost to Shen Yi’an, so overall, there weren’t any gains or losses.
Having lost money, An’an was dispirited and said she would take a nap even though it was almost dinner time.
When Su Yan finished his game, he went upstairs and pushed open her room door, seeing her asleep in bed, hugging the quilt.
He softly walked over, turned on the bedside lamp, and ruffled her hair, saying, "Don’t sleep any longer, come down for dinner."
She lazily opened her eyes, seeing it was him, turned and hugged his waist, resting her head on his leg, saying, "Little Uncle, I lost money."
Su Yan stroked her head, saying without any reproach, "I know. You’re not a child anymore, losing money and still throwing a tantrum?"
Shen Yi’an pouted unhappily, "Why do I lose every time? Am I too dumb?"
Su Yan just smiled faintly without answering. In his eyes, she had always been a child, and since he had spoiled her all along, she never grew up. Now, at twenty-seven, she was still like a little girl who loved to act spoiled in his arms.
But he liked it that way. He wanted to spoil her for a lifetime, let her act like a little girl in his arms forever.
"Little Uncle, you said you like someone today, who is it?" After a moment of silence, she suddenly looked up and asked.
Su Yan looked down at her, thought for a while, and then said, "If I get married, what will you do?"
Seeing her lower her eyes with a trace of disappointment, she said, "If you get married, I’ll have to find someone to marry quickly. Otherwise, I won’t be able to get used to being alone."
Then, she smiled happily, saying, "How about, Little Uncle, let’s get married together?"
Su Yan was taken aback, her words made him misunderstand, thinking she meant they would marry each other, with him as the groom and her as the bride.
"Since you like someone now, I’ll find a boyfriend, and we’ll pick a day to get married together. This way, no one will be lonely, right?"
Su Yan didn’t respond. So, she was only afraid of loneliness, it seemed that the person accompanying her didn’t necessarily have to be him.
"But Little Uncle, I’ve had so many boyfriends, and they all dislike me. Am I that terrible?"
"Some say I have a bad temper, some say I’m too noisy, some even say I act like a diva. It’s just because I’m busy with work that I accidentally stood them up, but none of them understand and they turn around and say I’m the bad one."
Looking at her distressed expression, Su Yan softly said, "You’re wonderful."
He had spoiled her into this. Likely, only he could tolerate her in the future.
"But they don’t like me. I’ve lowered my expectations, but they all disappear after dating for a while."
Su Yan remained silent. If she knew that all those so-called boyfriends were driven away by him behind the scenes, what would she think? Blame him or be grateful?
Seeing her like this, if some man treated her a little better, would she just follow him? Would she really leave him without a second thought?
She always spoke so lightly about parting. He really wondered, if he were truly gone, what would her life be like?
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After dinner, everyone who needed to leave had left, but Shen Yanchen and Gu Qimiao were held back by Grandma.
Gu Qimiao was now a legitimate member of the family, so she didn’t think staying over was a big deal. Eventually, she would have to integrate into this family.
Dudu, thick-skinned as she was, refused to leave, but the Shen family was used to her presence, so no one said anything.
After dinner, while chatting in the living room, Shen Yanchen started to get a bit handsy. Around nine, when Grandma said she was going to bed, he took the chance to take Gu Qimiao upstairs.
It was still his room, the layout unchanged. But now, with their relationship altered, everything seemed different.
Gu Qimiao looked around and sat on the bed, counting her money. Watching her being such a little miser, Shen Yanchen asked, "Do you want to wash first, or should we go together?"
She paused for a moment, then said, "You go first." Then, frowning, she mumbled, "Where did I leave off?"
She then stacked the money together and started counting from the beginning.
Shen Yanchen smiled helplessly, took his robe, and went into the bathroom.
Just as Gu Qimiao was about to finish counting, there was a knock on the door. She opened it to see Liang Zixuan standing there in a seductive sheer nightdress...