My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 122 Destined to Meet You

Not long after, Ding Tong's murder mystery game shop was ordered to suspend operations for rectification by relevant departments due to fire safety issues.

After that, she never bothered anyone again.

That day, Song Jia returned to Jiangcheng after a more than two-week trip to Europe.

Upon receiving the message, Chen Xiaomiao drove to the airport to pick up the person.

At the terminal exit, Song Jia pushed a suitcase that was half her height, wore sunglasses that covered half her face, and dressed in fashionable casual clothes, looking like a model walking off a runway.

Upon seeing Chen Xiaomiao, she immediately took off her sunglasses, revealing a big smile, and opened her arms to hug her.

"I missed you so much, Xiao Miao!"

“I want to do that too, Sister Song Jia.”

Chen Xiaomiao was a little breathless from being squeezed so tightly, and patted her back with a smile.

Once in the car, Song Jia handed over a beautifully wrapped paper bag: "A souvenir I picked out for you."

"It's good that you're back, why did you bring anything else?"

Chen Xiaomiao was polite in words, but she was anything but polite in actions.

It's a perfume bottle, designed to resemble a perfectly cut diamond, and it looks very beautiful.

"It looks really expensive."

"It's not expensive, I bought it at the duty-free shop. Smell it and see if you like it."

The car smoothly merged into the traffic, and Chen Xiaomiao chatted with the driver as she drove.

“I see your posts on WeChat Moments every day. Today you’re at the Eiffel Tower, tomorrow you’re at the Trevi Fountain in Rome… I’ve never seen you take so many photos before?”

As far as I can remember, Song Jia's WeChat Moments was as clean as a blank sheet of paper. Apart from occasionally forwarding a few industry news articles, there were almost no personal updates.

Upon hearing this, Song Jia's lips curled into a mysterious smile.

"That is certainly useful."

Without offering any further explanation, she simply raised her phone and snapped a selfie against the backdrop of the car's exquisite interior and her perfectly made-up face.

Then, head down, he quickly edited the text and clicked to send it to his Moments.

[I landed safely in Wuhan, thanks to my personal driver for picking me up~]

Less than a minute after posting the message on WeChat Moments, Song Jia's phone rang.

The caller ID read "Dear Mother".

Click to answer, press speakerphone, and a middle-aged woman's voice immediately comes from the other end of the line, speaking quickly and urgently.

"Jiajia, you've gone back to Jiangcheng? Why didn't you tell Mom beforehand?"

"I was just thinking of giving you a surprise."

"Alright, alright, stop with the nonsense. Let me tell you, Aunt Zhang's son is so well-off, don't take it so lightly all the time!"
"Set a time to meet right now, no more delays, you hear me!"

"mom……"

"I'll give you the young man's WeChat ID. Take the initiative!"

"I know, I know."

Song Jia gave a perfunctory reply.

"You'd better pay attention this time! Do you hear me?!"

The person on the other end of the phone emphasized it again before abruptly hanging up.

Chen Xiaomiao couldn't help but ask gossipily, "Sister Song Jia, are you two actually dating or not?"

"Why not get a marriage certificate?"

Song Jia took the initiative to submit a friend request, her calm and composed demeanor suggesting that she had everything under control.

After adding each other on WeChat, the other party quickly sent a polite smiley face emoji.

Song Jia replied with a smiley face, then slowly typed.

The two chatted briefly, exchanging only polite but meaningless pleasantries.

Five minutes later, Song Jia's phone vibrated wildly again; it was her mother again.

"Song Jia, what did you say to Xiao Liu?!" The moment the call connected, her roar nearly ripped the roof off the car: "His mother just called me and said you two aren't a good match and you don't need to force yourselves to meet!"

Song Jia looked completely innocent, and her voice sounded incredibly aggrieved.

"Mom, I swear to God, I didn't say anything... If you don't believe me, wait until I get home and look at my chat history yourself, there's not a single inappropriate word!"

"Alright, we'll talk again when you get back."

Helpless, Song's mother hung up the phone.

Song Jia put down her phone, gave Chen Xiaomiao a "V" sign, and chuckled, "Done."

Chen Xiaomiao asked in surprise, "Sister Song Jia, how did you do that?"

Song Jia explained, "Think about it, with his conditions, what kind of woman couldn't he find?"

Having had enough of the glitz and glamour of life abroad, and with family urging him to return home and get married, he definitely wants to find a wife who is docile, reliable, and willing to settle down.

Look at me, my WeChat Moments are all about feeding pigeons in Paris or sunbathing in Greece. I've been traveling for over a month, I don't seem like the type to stay put.

She just got off the plane back in China, and immediately got into a luxury car of unknown origin. Does she look like the type to stay home and be a dutiful wife and mother?

Chen Xiaomiao was stunned.

“You’re not that kind of person.”

"I know I'm not, but I have to make him think I am."

Song Jia rubbed her temples, looking helpless: "If I don't do this, my mom will drive me to a nervous breakdown."

After dropping Song Jia off, Chen Xiaomiao drove home.

As soon as she entered the room, she snuggled into Lu Yuan's arms. When she brought up what had just happened, she couldn't help but sigh, "Lu Yuan, I'm impressed. Sister Song Jia is just too cunning."

"It's not that I'm cunning, it's just that I have a clear understanding of human nature."

For most men who are in good shape, dating and marriage are two different things.

When dating, you can look for someone pretty, interesting, and fun-loving, but when it comes to marriage, you'll ultimately hope for someone virtuous, family-oriented, and with a stable personality.

Lu Yuan lifted Chen Xiaomiao from his arms and placed her on his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist, his tone extremely smug.

"Not everyone is as lucky as me, able to pick up such a ready-made treasure as you so easily."

"What nonsense are you spouting again! What do you mean by 'picking up'... I'm not a thing!"

"Yes, yes, no, she's not a thing, she's a fairy descended from heaven."

Lu Yuan readily agreed, holding her tightly and rubbing his cheek against her neck: "It was God who took pity on me and specially bestowed this wife upon me."

The mushy words coming from the man's mouth had a serious tone, making Chen Xiaomiao feel both sweet and embarrassed, and her hands went limp.

With her last bit of strength, she pushed him away, got up, and ran to the kitchen.

"I...I'm going to cook!"

……

After dinner, the two snuggled up on the sofa to digest their food.

Chen Xiaomiao remembered what happened during the day and turned to ask Lu Yuan, "Lu Yuan, if you hadn't run into me, would Grandma have forced you to go on blind dates too?"

"Of course!" Lu Yuan replied without hesitation. "Maybe the kids are old enough to run errands by now."

"Then it seems I'm the one who delayed you!"

Chen Xiaomiao pouted, completely forgetting that she had said just two days ago that she wasn't jealous.

Lu Yuan continued his serious analysis: "Judging from my grandmother's standards, she would probably find me a teacher or a civil servant, someone with a stable job, a generous demeanor, and a gentle personality."

Or perhaps I would inherit my grandfather's estate without any hesitation, and then marry some rich young lady.

"So, do you like them?"

I don't know if he likes her or not, but he will definitely cheat on her and have a mistress.

"What?"

"Because I was bound to meet you, you vixen, sooner or later."

(End of this chapter)