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Chapter 80 Liang Yi's coquettishness is irresistible!

As soon as Su Xiaojuan left, An Min immediately took action.

She didn't sit idly by and wait for the elders of the Liang family to come knocking on her door; opportunities are always for those who are prepared.

We can't just wait here.

It just so happens that the Women's Federation hasn't had much to do lately, so An Min-teng's intervention allows us to make proper preparations.

An Min asked people in Liang Yi's hometown, and through Liang Yi's connections, An Min found a few reasonable distant relatives in Liangjia Village who had a decent relationship with Liang Yi.

Su Xiaojuan wanted to use Liang Yi's family members from his hometown to put pressure on him.

Anmin then let them know whether Liang Yi or Su Xiaojuan is closer to them.

And this was emphasized in the letter.

We're all from the Liang family, let's not ruin our harmony over strangers.

This has really blown up, and it's not a good look. Liang Yi's identity is still there.

Anmin had Liang Yi rummage through his belongings and found the remittance slips that Liang Yi had sent back to his hometown over the years.

This proves that he was not heartless towards his relatives in his hometown.

Liang Yi felt a pang of sympathy seeing An Min running around for him.

He put down the stack of old letters he had just found, walked over a few steps, and gently wrapped his arms around Anmin's waist from behind.

Anmin was leaning over the table, carefully considering the wording of the letter, when she was enveloped by this sudden, warm embrace, and her tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

She didn't turn around, but naturally leaned back slightly, nestling herself into Liang Yi's firm embrace.

Liang Yi rested his chin on the crook of her neck, his warm breath brushing against the stray hairs by her ear, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

His voice was low and hoarse: "Minmin... thank you for your hard work."

Anmin put down her pen, raised her hand and covered the back of his hand that was wrapped around her waist, palms touching.

"Don't say it's hard work."

She spoke very softly, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the moment.

"We are one. Your troubles are my troubles."

"Do you think that we, husband and wife, are like birds in the same forest, flying away separately when disaster strikes?"

The room was quiet, with only the occasional distant bird calls coming from outside the window.

Liang Yi tightened his arms around her, wanting to completely meld her into his body.

He turned his head and pressed his dry, warm lips against her smooth neck.

"I really don't know what would have happened without you."

Liang Yi's words sounded somewhat fragile, but they reflected his true thoughts.

However, Anmin heard a hint of coquetry in his words.

She had never heard Liang Yi act coquettishly towards her before.

Are you... trying to be cute with me?

An Min's words were clearly sarcastic.

She turned her head slightly, trying to see Liang Yi's expression behind her.

Liang Yi's body stiffened for a moment.

The temperature of his cheek, buried in the crook of her neck, seemed to rise, and the arms around her waist unconsciously loosened their grip, as if something had been touched on his heart.

He is used to a calm and reliable image, and rarely shows any signs of needing to rely on others or showing weakness, whether at work or as the head of the family.

That vulnerable sentiment she just expressed was already quite rare.

An Min's direct pointing out his coquettish behavior caught him off guard.

"……nonsense."

His muffled voice came from behind her neck, sounding like he was trying to cover something up, but his ears were secretly turning red.

Anmin couldn't help but chuckle softly, turning herself completely to face him.

She cupped his sharply defined face in her hands, her fingertips able to feel the slight heat emanating from his cheeks.

Liang Yi's gaze darted away, he didn't dare to look directly into her smiling eyes.

"How is that nonsense?"

An Min leaned closer, her nose almost touching his, her eyes sparkling like shattered diamonds with amusement. "'Without you, I really don't know what would have happened... Comrade Liang Yi, this doesn't sound like your usual decisive style. What else could it be but a little coquettishness? Hmm?"

Her voice rose at the end, carrying a gentle teasing tone.

Seeing Liang Yi in such a rare, childlike state of embarrassment made her feel both curious and tender.

Liang Yi felt even more uncomfortable under her gaze, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

His deep gaze finally settled on her smiling eyes, filled with indulgence.

"...It's because I feel sorry for you."

He corrected him in a low voice, which was even hoarser than before.

"Seeing you busy taking care of me makes me feel very content."

"If you feel sorry for me, then you feel sorry for me."

Anmin's fingers gently traced his brow bone, her tone softening.

“This doesn’t conflict with being coquettish. Liang Yi, you don’t need to always put on a brave face in front of me.”

Tired, annoyed, or just...want to hug me,"

As she spoke, she snuggled closer to him: "Anything is fine. We're husband and wife. You can be a little vulnerable with me, and you can be a little coquettish sometimes."

Her words, like warm spring water, slowly flowed into Liang Yi's heart.

Looking into her clear and open eyes, I saw they were filled with understanding and tolerance.

Liang Yi's tense body completely relaxed, and he hugged her tightly again.

"it is good."

After a while, he added, "So, does that count?"

He nuzzled the top of her head with his chin, like a small animal showing affection.

Anmin's heart melted instantly. She wrapped her arms around his waist, hugged him tightly, and laughed crisply and melodiously.

"Comrade Liang Yi is self-taught and has great potential!"

"Alright, Comrade Liang, you've finished being coquettish. Now it's time to get back to work. Let me finish writing the last few sentences and mail the letter out first thing tomorrow morning."

She released her embrace, returned to her desk, picked up her pen, and her expression became focused again.

Liang Yi didn't bother her anymore, but just sat quietly on the chair next to her.

"By the way, I heard from the villagers in Baiyanggou that the higher authorities are going to send people to support our area?"

As Anmin wrote, she asked a question.

"Yes, we've only received this message; it's not accurate yet. The official document will likely be issued in a while."

Without receiving accurate information, Liang Yi wouldn't say anything more.

However, he was quite curious as to who had found out about the news faster than him.
"It's Granny Zhang. She's the know-it-all of Baiyanggou."

Anmin is beautiful and speaks well, so everyone is happy to talk to her.

Grandma Zhang, in particular, sometimes lamented that if Anmin hadn't gotten married, she would have introduced her eldest son to Anmin.

"Grandma Zhang hasn't given up yet?"

Liang Yi was somewhat helpless. He was even angry when he first learned what Grandma Zhang was thinking.

Does he really look that mismatched with Anmin?

"That's just how Grandma Zhang is. She speaks quickly but forgets things just as quickly. Why are you taking it to heart?"

After An Min finished speaking, Liang Yi shook his head: "Alas, I am indeed unworthy of you, Comrade An Min."

The two exchanged a smile, but ultimately said nothing more.

Ten days later, Baiyanggou was indeed bustling with activity.

Su Xiaojuan returned, followed by three old men with gloomy faces, dressed in old-fashioned jackets.

They were Liang Yi's third great-uncle, fifth great-uncle, and paternal uncle.

There were also a few relatives who loved to watch the drama unfold.

A group of people, travel-worn and looking menacing, headed straight for Liang Yi's house.

(End of this chapter)