Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 125 I'm not leaving tonight

I received a message from my senior at such a late hour.

Liu Changcun opened the text message with some confusion and looked at the content sent by the other party.

An Zhaoran was showing off her hard-earned cooking skills when she heard the text message notification and instinctively reached for her phone.

Then she remembered that her phone was in her bag outside the kitchen, and realized that it was Liu Changcun's phone that had received the text message.

The hand holding the kitchen knife stopped, and she turned her gaze to the man beside her who was browsing text messages.

She moved her feet quietly, and the distance between them gradually shortened as she moved.

Peek out and stealthily look at the other person's phone screen.

Are you busy right now? I have something I'd like to ask you.

The two looked at the text message and Liu Changcun replied without hesitation.

Just as Liu Changcun posted his reply, "I'm not busy," he was about to put his phone away.

In the blink of an eye, he came face to face with An Zhaoran, who was holding a kitchen knife and sticking his head out.

Why did she text you?

The tone of An Zhaoran's voice was tinged with jealousy, as she glanced resentfully at Liu Changcun beside her.

It seems that during the time she was busy with her work at the TV station, Liu Changcun and her senior, Wen Yunwei, had made considerable progress.

Noticing the emotions in the other person's eyes, Liu Changcun decided to tease them.

"What, you're not even allowing people to text me anymore?"

"It's so late and I'm still asking if you're busy..."

An Zhaoran looked away from Liu Changcun and continued to stare at the cutting board in front of her.

"I don't even know what they're trying to do..."

As the image of Liu Changcun muttering to himself came into view, a smile returned to his calm expression.

Just as I was about to explain, the phone in my hand rang.

Realizing what was happening, Liu Changcun looked at the phone call from Wen Yunwei.

She looked up and glanced at An Zhaoran, who was sticking her face out again.

The two looked at each other.

An Zhaoran, who had been observing, immediately returned to the cutting board.

"Answer it, they've already called."

She tried hard to remain calm, but the jealousy in her words was almost palpable.

He gripped the cleaver tighter and tighter, while his peripheral vision kept secretly observing his surroundings.

When he saw Liu Changcun smiling, he actually chose to answer the phone.

With a "thud," the cleaver landed heavily on the cutting board.

It seemed that in An Zhaoran's eyes at that moment, what was on the cutting board was not ingredients, but Wen Yunwei calling late at night on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

I have a question for you.

When the call connected, Liu Changcun heard Wen Yunwei's somewhat anxious voice on the other end.

I feel like Zhizhi has become a bit strange. Ever since she came back from your house last time, she hasn't been very talkative at home.

"She doesn't like to talk? Did my son bully her?"

No, I asked her, and she said Songyan was very good to her; he even took her to the movies on the weekend.

"See a movie?"

[Zhizhi had never experienced anything like this before.]

On the other end of the phone, Wen Yunwei was speaking in a low voice. She was hiding on the balcony and secretly glancing at Shen Ruzhi, who was staring blankly at the dining table.

Wen Yunwei, as a mother, had never seen this unusual behavior before.

Shen Ruzhi used to be well-behaved and sensible. Even if she encountered some trivial things at school, she would happily share them with her mother when she got home.

However, ever since she returned from Liu Changcun's house last weekend, carrying those photo booth pictures home, she suddenly seemed like a different person.

Not only did he become much quieter, but he also rarely spent much time with Wen Yunwei when he got home.

This change was so sudden that it worried Wen Yunwei, who was a mother.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally called Liu Changcun, who also had a child.

Perhaps even she herself doesn't know when it started, but whenever she encounters a problem, the first person she thinks of is Liu Changcun.

Listening to the voice coming from the phone, Liu Changcun, who was in the kitchen, listened to all of his senior's questions.

He recalled the description of Shen Ruzhi that Wen Yunwei had given him.

He lost his appetite and couldn't eat or drink... He would often sit alone in a chair, lost in thought, unlike his usual lively self, and sometimes he would sigh for no reason.

It's like encountering some trouble but being unable to confide in your family.

I can only silently bury it deep in my heart and digest it all by myself.

"Judging from this, your child seems to be in a similar situation."

Liu Changcun remained silent for about twenty or thirty seconds before saying this to Wen Yunwei on the other end of the phone.

【what's the situation? 】

"Signs of being in love."

【…】

A long period of silence followed.

Wen Yunwei finally asked again on the other end of the phone.

[Really? Are they in love?]

"He has no appetite and often sits in a daze, sighing for no reason. Isn't he lovesick?"

But... I've never heard Zhizhi mention it...

"Senior, your child isn't a seven or eight-year-old anymore. How can they tell their parents everything?"

Perhaps it was because Shen Ruzhi was too obedient and sensible in the past that Wen Yunwei never had this kind of trouble.

Liu Changcun, however, has a lot to say on this.

After all, their own son used to be a troubled teenager with an unconventional hairstyle.

Not only will they hide their thoughts from their parents, but they will also develop the ability to judge things after entering adolescence.

"Don't be too anxious. It's normal for teenagers to have feelings for the opposite sex. As parents, we just need to guide them properly."

What should I do then...?

"Let her calm down first. I'll talk to my son later and ask him to keep an eye out at school and see which boy your daughter has been getting close to lately."

【…】

【All right. 】

After a long silence, Wen Yunwei's voice of agreement finally reached Liu Changcun's ears through the receiver.

He then offered a few words of comfort, helping the senior student, who was experiencing this situation for the first time, to calm down.

Even after the call ended, An Zhaoran continued to eavesdrop secretly in front of the chopping board.

Because the kitchen was too small, even though Liu Changcun didn't turn on the speakerphone when he made the call, An Zhaoran, who was also in the kitchen, could vaguely hear Wen Yunwei's question on the other end of the phone.

Knowing it was about a problem between children, An Zhaoran, who had been worried, immediately felt relieved. Before she could speak, Liu Changcun's words came first.

"I'm going out for a bit, you go ahead with your work."

"it is good."

Relieved, An Zhaoran seemed to be in a good mood, and she started chopping away with the cleaver again.

Liu Changcun turned and left the kitchen, heading towards the living room.

Looking at his son sitting on the sofa, he saw that the other looked deep in thought, as if he was pondering something.

The exit is awakening.

"Songyan, have you noticed anything strange about Shen Ruzhi at school lately?"

What's strange about her?

The boy, still pondering how to reasonably get his father to accept Wen Yunwei, asked with a puzzled look.

She raised her lowered gaze to look at her father in front of her.

"She's always been strange."

"I mean, has she been getting close to any other male classmates?"

"Male classmates? Yes."

"Oh, who is it?"

Liu Changcun's eyes lit up; he hadn't expected to grasp the key point so quickly.

"it's me."

"..."

The father, who had fallen silent, looked at the child who had spoken those words, paused for a long time, and then sighed helplessly.

"I know you two are in the same class and are very close. I mean, besides you, does she have any male classmates she's very close to?"

"That's gone."

Liu Changcun fell into deep thought at his son's resolute answer.

Looking back carefully, Shen Ruzhi and her son didn't get along very well during the second semester of the second year of junior high school.

When the group of them went out to eat at school at noon, Shen Ruzhi often bickered with her son.

Add to that Liu Songyan's incredibly blunt and blunt way of speaking.

Unless Shen Ruzhi has masochistic tendencies, the boy she likes would never be her own son.

While talking to his senior in the kitchen, Liu Changcun, as a father, had considered the possibility that Shen Ruzhi might like his son.

However, this thought only existed in his mind for less than a second before he dismissed it without hesitation.

After all, in Liu Changcun's view, Shen Ruzhi had never expressed any affection for his son.

Otherwise, why would he spend all his time with Liu Songyan and Chi Jinhe?

If she truly liked him, Shen Ruzhi would definitely harbor some hostility towards a rival like Chi Jinhe.

However, the truth is that they not only had no animosity towards each other, but also got along very well like friends.

In other words... the boy who caused Shen Ruzhi to lose her appetite might be a student from another class?
Thinking of this, Liu Changcun, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

"Then please keep an eye out for Shen Ruzhi and see if she gets too close to any boys from other classes."

"understood."

"Pay more attention. This is a crucial period in your final year of junior high. Strive to get into a good high school next year."

Before leaving, he gave his son some more instructions, and after the son nodded in agreement, Liu Changcun returned to the kitchen.

Watching An Zhaoran diligently preparing the dishes, I couldn't help but recall the first time she came to my house.

At that time, An Zhaoran clearly wasn't a very good drinker, but she unknowingly wanted to challenge herself to a drinking contest.

The result was predictable.

Thinking about how she behaved when she was drunk, Liu Changcun realized that she was very different from her when she was sober.

Watching the other person stand in front of the cutting board, preparing in an orderly manner.

"Do you remember the time we drank at my house?"

"of course I remember."

Without stopping her work, An Zhaoran responded softly without turning her head.

"You said you don't usually drink much, but you drank so much and weren't drunk at all... You liar."

"Don't slander me out of thin air, it's just that you're too incompetent."

"I can hold my liquor very well!"

"Stop, stop, stop. Is this just a misperception after having a gathering with colleagues at the station?"

"..."

An Zhaoran stopped and looked at Liu Changcun beside her with great surprise.

She didn't understand why the other person could always guess her thoughts so accurately.

Seeing An Zhaoran make that classic expression again, Liu Changcun's smile was completely undisguised.

As if amused by her, he laughed for a while before finally responding.

"Please, who would dare to give the station director's daughter any alcohol?"

Seeing the sudden realization on An Zhaoran's face, Liu Changcun found the woman in front of him quite interesting.

"You are more naive than I thought."

"You're the naive one..."

She stubbornly refuted him, but now An Zhaoran's words clearly lacked conviction.

Glancing at the cheerful Liu Changcun beside him, he told himself not to argue with him and continued preparing for the cooking.

The small kitchen could only accommodate two people at a time.

Seeing that An Zhaoran had returned to calm, she placed the prepared dishes onto the empty plates that had been prepared beforehand.

Looking at An Zhaoran, who had mastered the skill of cooking after not seeing her for a while.

Look at her profile.

She has a relatively tall stature and a nice figure.

Now, she wears an apron around her waist, which adds to her already dignified aura as a virtuous wife and loving mother.

She wore flip-flops, and her flesh-colored, breathable, thin socks covered her distinct toes.

The Egyptian foot shape can be considered quite beautiful.

"I think I'll stay tonight."

"it is good."

Liu Changcun, who was looking down, subconsciously responded.

But a few seconds later, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

He then looked in surprise at what was in front of him.

He spoke in surprise.

"What did you say?!"

(End of this chapter)