Chapter 15 — After Getting Married, I Conquered My Grandson Who Lost His Voice First

The study room was large, and suddenly only me and Chu Nghien Tu were left. He sat behind his desk, looking at me quietly, not panicking at all when he was exposed. I was amused by his appearance. “You're also so calm.” “I originally intended to tell you.” "When will I tell you? Wait until I give birth to your second child?" The corners of his eyebrows moved slightly: "The first child hasn't even had one yet, isn't that a bit too far away?" “Chu Nghien Tu!” I slapped the table, my momentum rising, "Please stop beating me up." He looked at me for two seconds, then suddenly stood up and walked towards me. "What do you want to know? You ask, I answer." I was choked by his cooperative attitude and suddenly didn't know where to start asking. In the end, I could only squeeze out one sentence: "Did you really know me three years ago?"

“I've seen you before, but you don't know me.” “Then you fell in love with me?” "YES."

He admitted so frankly, I was stunned. "Why?" He lowered his eyes and looked at me, his voice low. "Because that day everyone pretended to be alone, only I dared to show my face in public." “You're wearing a red dress standing by the pool scolding people, you look like a fire.” “At that time I thought, if someone like that stood next to me, the house would definitely be a lot more bustling.”

"After that happened to Du An, I devoted most of my attention to the boy and stopped looking for him. Later, I heard that his father was looking for a marriage partner for him, and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to make it in time." He stopped for a moment, his tone was still calm, but it made my heart flutter more than any honeyed words. “So I told my mother to approach you.” “Lin Van Duong, I chose you first.”

I stared at him blankly, not moving for half a day. To be honest, from childhood to adulthood, there are quite a few people who like me. There are people who compliment me on my beauty, there are people who praise me for my good personality, there are even more people who run after me to flatter me. But there has never been anyone like you. No fanfare, long planning, to the point that every approach must be careful. It's like he's afraid of startling me and afraid of missing me. I originally intended to come here to challenge the teacher. But when I heard the end, a bit of anger in my heart had already melted away and softened. I pursed my lips, still trying to keep my mouth shut. “So what happened to your mother letting me watch the video of you exercising at the gym was also arranged by you?” He was silent for a moment. But he nodded. I couldn't believe it: "You even planned this?" “Mom said you might like it.” “I don't say maybe, but I really like it.” As soon as I finished speaking, I immediately felt sorry for myself. Chu Nghien Tu burst out laughing again. “Yes, I know.” My face burned, I raised my hand to pinch his arm. “What the hell do you know? You two are spinning me around like a pinwheel.” He didn't dodge at all, just let me pinch him twice, then reached out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me into his arms. “So now it's your turn to reclaim both capital and interest.” I looked up: "How to ask?" “My cards, house, shares, I can slowly give them all to you in the future.”

“I don't want those things.” “So what do you need?”

I looked closely at his eyebrows and eyes, suddenly feeling a stinging sensation on the tip of my nose. Actually, what I want has never been those material things. What I want, is steadfastness, favoritism, in a marriage that was not worthy of expectation, was placed respectfully in someone's heart. And now, he has given all of those things to me. I wrapped my arms around his waist and deliberately said with a fierce expression: "I want you to never hide anything from me again in the future." "Okay." “You must always treat me well.” "Okay." "Let's raise Du An with you." "Okay." I paused, my heart softened, and finally mumbled one more sentence: "Also... you must always like me." This time, he did not immediately answer. He bowed his head and placed a kiss on my forehead. “It's not like I always like you.” “But I will like you more and more.” The corner of my eyes suddenly felt hot, my mouth was still trying to resist: "You better say you can and do it." “Yes, it can be said and done.” At this moment, there was suddenly a "thump" sound outside the door. Chu Nghien Tu and I turned around at the same time. Chu Du An was holding a drawing book and standing outside the door, his expression a bit bewildered, obviously hearing something he shouldn't have heard. This time I'm so used to it, I even have the feeling that I owe a lot and don't have to worry about being collected anymore. “What's wrong with you?” The boy waddled in, flipped through the drawing book to the picture of the family of three, and showed it to us with an extremely serious look. "Here." I lowered my head to look, in the empty space just now, I don't know when there was a small human figure. She tied her hair into two small tufts of hair, wore a skirt, and next to her was a drawing of a puppy that was more slanted than the one from before. I was stunned. “Are you really drawing a little sister?” Chu Du An nodded and said very seriously: "Save your seat first." “After you come here, there won't be any need to supplement.” Chu Nghien Tu and I were silent for two seconds at the same time. Then I couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing. I squatted down, hugged him, and gave him a loud kiss on the cheek. “How do you know how to arrange that!” Chu Du An blushed, but did not avoid it, just added in a low voice: "I still have to draw my mother." “Huh?” “Today's mother must wear a ring.” I was stunned, bowed my head and looked at the ring on my hand. My heart suddenly softened a little more. I patted its head: "Okay, put on the ring and then draw." At dusk, all three of them sat on the living room carpet and painted. The sunset shines through the ground-level glass window, spreading a warm golden layer on the floor. Chu Du An lay down in the middle, diligently coloring the family picture. I leaned my head on Chu Nghien Tu's shoulder, watching him help me tuck my loose curls behind my ears. I couldn't help but whisper and ask: "Mr. Chu, tell me, is this considered me being on an enemy ship?" He lowered his eyes and looked at me, the corners of his lips curled slightly. “It counts.” “You're also very rational and eloquent.”

“I don't know what to do.” He grabbed my hand, his ten fingers intertwined, his voice so deep that only I could hear. “The boat has sailed far away, Mrs. Chu, I can't get off anymore.”

I looked at the "family" that was gradually taking shape on the carpet, and suddenly burst into laughter. If you can't get down, you won't get down anymore. Anyway, on this boat, there is a husband who likes to secretly plot and trap me, there is a child who blushes and waits for me to kiss him, and there is excitement and favoritism that I desire. Being like that all my life doesn't seem so bad. (Run out of)