Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 193 Can't you have it all?
"What should I do? I'm still a little nervous."

Even after taking deep breaths to calm myself, I still couldn't relieve the tension.

An Zhaoran was ready to go out.

However, the thought of going to see a play with my senior made me want to back out.

Liu Changcun, who had just returned home from the new store, went inside and changed into slippers when he heard this sentence.

Seeing the nervous look on An Zhaoran's face, he paused for a moment before continuing to speak.

"You never seemed nervous when you were broadcasting the weather forecast, so why are you getting all nervous about this little thing?"

"The situation is different!"

As she spoke, An Zhaoran continued to gasp for breath.

"You were the one my senior originally invited. She'll definitely be very disappointed when she sees that it was me who showed up."

"I had already texted her when I got back."

"What text message?"

"Of course it was a text message saying I couldn't go to the play because something came up. What else did you expect it to be?"

Hearing Liu Changcun say this, An Zhaoran's tense mood was relieved a lot. However, before she could continue to respond, she heard the man's instructions.

"Don't wander around after watching the play, go home early, okay?"

"Yeah, I heard that."

"Then you can drive there. It'll be a good opportunity to show off your skills in front of your senior."

He took the car keys from Liu Changcun.

An Zhaoran, clutching the key, stared at what lay before her. When she saw the smile on the man's face, her previously restless heart miraculously calmed down at that moment.

After relaxing, she chose not to linger. Instead, she called out and left the house in front of Liu Changcun.

Only after the security door in front of him closed did Liu Changcun turn his gaze back to the door.

The projection is directed towards the living room.

Looking at the television that had already been turned on, he then turned his attention to his daughter, who was intently watching the screen.

He walked over to the sofa and sat down next to his daughter.

Adjusting my posture.

Liu Changcun leaned back lazily on the sofa.

Looking at Liu Wanqiu, who was intently staring at the screen, even though her father hadn't come to greet her when he arrived home.

He lifted the candied hawthorn he had been holding.

It kept waving in front of the girl.

"..."

Liu Wanqiu's gaze was thus drawn to the candied hawthorn, which was swaying back and forth as she looked at the screen.

His expressionless face broke into a bright smile at that moment.

He snatched it and eagerly tore open the wrapper.

As she took a bite of the sugar-coated hawthorn, the sweet and sour taste burst forth in her mouth.

Sucking on the sour saliva, Liu Wanqiu, whose eyes were crescent-shaped, seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood.

She thanked her father vaguely, and this polite behavior naturally earned her a comforting reward from her father.

A large hand stroked the girl's head, as if coiling it around.

Liu Wanqiu seemed to have long been accustomed to her father's actions, and therefore did not show any resistance.

However, having already shifted her attention from the television, she curiously looked at her father, who was stroking her head.

After chewing and swallowing the candied hawthorn in his mouth, he asked curiously.

Has Auntie already set off?

"Do you know what she's going to do?"

Liu Changcun was somewhat surprised by his daughter's words, since neither he nor An Zhaoran had told their two children about their plans to see a play with their senior.

That's why Liu Changcun, as Liu Wanqiu's father, asked with some confusion after hearing her question.

When her father asked her question, Liu Wanqiu didn't beat around the bush.

Holding the candied hawthorn, she continued reciting.

"Of course I know, it's just going to see a play with Aunt Wen."

After licking the sugar coating off the candied hawthorn, Liu Wanqiu continued to add more.

“My aunt has been talking about this for the past few days. Sometimes she even talks in her sleep at night... I can hear her clearly.”

"Does she also have a habit of talking in her sleep?"

It seemed that he had learned something extraordinary from his own child, and Liu Changcun, intrigued, chose to continue asking questions.

Liu Wanqiu made no attempt to hide anything and immediately began to tell her father many things about An Zhaoran.

The girl was talking enthusiastically, and the man was listening with great interest.

From his daughter, Liu Changcun learned some of An Zhaoran's little-known quirks, such as her liking to sleep on her side, since she would unconsciously put something between her legs when she was asleep.

The candied hawthorns in their hands gradually dwindled during the father and daughter's conversation, until they were halved in size. Suddenly, Liu Wanqiu spoke up and asked a question.

"Dad, is what you're doing really okay?"

"..."

Perhaps the topic changed too quickly, leaving Liu Changcun, who had been listening attentively, speechless.

He was momentarily at a loss as to what his daughter meant by asking that question.

Seemingly not receiving a response from her father, Liu Wanqiu realized that her question had been too ambiguous.

Then he spoke again, asking the question in a more detailed way.

"Aunt Wen clearly invited you to see a play, but you asked Aunt An to go instead... Dad, Aunt Wen will be very sad if you do this."

It wasn't until Liu Wanqiu said those words that Liu Changcun understood the real problem with his child.

In his father's eyes, Liu Wanqiu had always been a child with low needs.

As long as she eats and drinks well, there will be no worries in her little head.

However, the question that suddenly came out at that moment jolted him, the father, awake.

Despite her seemingly innocent and naive nature, Liu Wanqiu actually puts her mind to some things seriously.

Thinking of this, Liu Changcun appeared quite relaxed.

After all, in his view, it was just a stage play. Even if Wen Yunwei knew she couldn't come and chose to send An Zhaoran instead, she probably wouldn't have much of an opinion about it.

It was precisely because of this thought that Liu Changcun responded after hearing his daughter's question.

"Aunt Wen isn't as easily saddened as you think. Even if I don't go, your Aunt An will go with her to see the play, so don't worry."

"But... it's a different matter when you see it and when you see it with Aunt An."

"Oh, how come they're two different things?"

"Dad, think about it..."

Clutching the small wooden stick of the candied hawthorn, Liu Wanqiu looked at her father with a serious expression.

"Aunt Wen likes you, which is why she wanted to invite you to see a play. But you gave the ticket to Aunt An, so Aunt Wen's hopes have been dashed."

"Who did you listen to?"

"I figured it out myself!"

Faced with her father's questioning, Liu Wanqiu did not show any panic.

Although she is young, as a woman herself, she has her own unique insights into this matter.

“When Aunt Wen treated us to dinner last time, my dad didn’t get to eat, and Aunt Wen was already quite disappointed at the time.”

"..."

"And also, the clothes from a few days ago. Although Aunt Wen bought one set for my brother and me, she bought three sets for you, Dad... Only someone who likes you would treat you like that."

"..."

"Aunt Wen's reaction was too obvious; it was easy to tell." A girl's voice responded from the small living room, leaving Liu Changcun speechless for a moment.

Liu Changcun had actually already sensed his senior's attitude towards him.

Now that he has confirmed his relationship with An Zhaoran, he no longer cares about her feelings.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have so carelessly suggested that An Zhaoran go in his place when watching the play, disregarding Wen Yunwei's feelings.

"Dad... what you're doing is wrong."

His daughter's words brought Liu Changcun, who was deep in thought, back to reality.

He looked again at his daughter who had said those words, and saw the earnest look on Liu Wanqiu's face as she looked at him.

I heard my daughter's innocent voice.

"I like both Aunt Wen and Aunt An very much, and I don't want to see either of them sad."

"Late autumn..."

"So, Dad, can't you think of a way that satisfies both Aunt Wen and Aunt An, a way that makes them both happy?"

These words from Liu Wanqiu left Liu Changcun, as her father, at a loss for words.

Children's naive ideas sometimes don't apply to reality.

Liu Changcun had no aversion to Wen Yunwei.

It started with their first encounter on the bus, or perhaps they met again at a stall in the square.

Liu Changcun sincerely appreciated the qualities that Wen Yunwei demonstrated.

He admires his senior.

I admire the confidence they display in their areas of expertise, and I admire their indomitable spirit in the face of life.

If he didn't know An Zhaoran, he would most likely choose to spend more time with Wen Yunwei, his former senior.

However, in the long river of life, one will always encounter all kinds of people, and no one can guarantee that the opposite sex they meet in the future will not be more outstanding and more attractive.

A man can fall in love with multiple women at the same time, but eventually, there will be a hierarchy of affection.

Right now, his favorite person is An Zhaoran. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so decisive in confirming their relationship, nor would he have disregarded the feelings of others in order to appease her.

Liu Changcun himself realized that this approach was wrong, and he was also aware of how much harm his actions would cause Wen Yunwei.

To his surprise, he realized this thanks to his child's reminder.

Thinking of this, Liu Changcun, who had been silent, suddenly sighed.

During the time he remained silent, Liu Wanqiu finished off all the candied hawthorns in his hand.

Holding the small stick, she had no idea that her words would make her father think; she was simply expressing her thoughts as they came to her.

After all, Liu Wanqiu simply wanted her family to become more lively.

Unlike when my mother was still at home.

It was cold and lifeless, devoid of any warmth of home.

"Late Autumn".

"Ok?"

Her father's sudden words prompted Liu Wanqiu, who had just swallowed a murmur, to respond.

I looked up and saw my father staring blankly at the television.

When Liu Changcun suddenly became serious and solemn, Liu Wanqiu, as his daughter, simply waited quietly.

More than ten seconds later, she heard her father ask again.

"Would you like to go see a play today?"

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Wen Yunwei had already prepared herself in advance.

Since seeing her daughter off in the morning, she had been at home preparing for her own things. Considering that this was a rare opportunity to spend time alone with her junior, Wen Yunwei wanted to present her most radiant side.

From the moment Liu Changcun accepted the theater tickets, Wen Yunwei began to look forward to it.

After several days of anticipation, the day to test the results has finally arrived.

A carefully chosen outfit is all to leave a lasting impression on the other person.

Time always slips away unnoticed. During the time Wen Yunwei was busy getting ready, she didn't pay attention to anything around her, focusing all her attention on dressing up.

Only when he realized that time was running out did he hurriedly leave home.

I took the elevator and left my building.

As she was heading to where she parked her car, carrying her bag, she saw her junior's car turn the corner and head towards her.

Wen Yunwei stopped abruptly as she was taking a quick step forward, and for a moment she thought she was seeing things.

Only after seeing the familiar license plate number of the vehicle did he happily step back a little, leaving enough distance for the oncoming vehicle, while waving his arms incessantly.

This is how they greet each other.

As the vehicles approached from a distance, their speed began to decrease.

Wen Yunwei thought the car would stop steadily in front of her, but Liu Changcun's driving skills seemed different from usual today.

Not only did it fail to stop precisely, it continued forward a distance after passing Wen Yunwei.

With a dull thud, the front of the car hit the large green trash can.

Fortunately, the car wasn't going fast, so the trash can was only pushed a short distance and didn't tip over due to the impact.

"..."

The arm that had just been waving froze in mid-air, and the smile on Wen Yunwei's face began to fade away upon seeing this.

She stared blankly as the car reversed until it stopped in front of her.

The vehicle is turned off.

The next second, the driver's side door was opened from the inside, and An Zhaoran hurriedly got out of the car, then went around to the front of the car and squatted down to examine it carefully.

Only after she could no longer see any obvious dents did she seem to breathe a sigh of relief, and she slowly stood up after relaxing.

She looked at Wen Yunwei, who had witnessed the whole thing.

"You all saw it, didn't you..."

As she spoke to her senior, An Zhaoran felt a little embarrassed.

"I don't usually drive like this, I was just a little nervous today..."

She was still trying to make amends for her mistake, but Wen Yunwei, who had witnessed everything, had no intention of mocking her.

Instead, upon seeing that the person getting off the bus was An Zhao, he looked puzzled and only belatedly approached her after a while.

Their gaze, however, was drawn to the parked vehicle.

"Why...didn't he come?"

Wen Yunwei wasn't too surprised by An Zhaoran's presence.

Having experienced the movie theater last time, it was entirely within Wen Yunwei's expectations that An Zhaoran would join in the fun after learning that the two of them were going to watch a play.

To her surprise, she only saw An Zhaoran this time, but not Liu Changcun.

An Zhaoran, who was initially embarrassed by the car accident, remembered that Liu Changcun had said he had sent a text message before leaving home, and immediately responded after hearing her words.

Did you not receive the text message Changcun sent you, senior?

"what?"

Blinking in confusion, Wen Yunwei seemed surprised to hear such a reply from An Zhaoran.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, he suddenly realized what was happening.

She hurriedly took out her phone from her bag, and after seeing that Liu Changcun had indeed sent a text message, she read it carefully and finally understood why only An Zhaoran was present.

The atmosphere immediately became tense.

The two stared at each other, bewildered.

as if……

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

(End of this chapter)