1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 200 ends completely, Zhao Ruixue is going abroad.

"Wow~"

In the narrow bathroom, the high-pressure shower head above her head was continuously releasing scalding hot water, washing over Cheng Kaiyan's body and taking away the day's fatigue.

Under the bright light, the hazy and moist mist seemed to flow back and forth in the bathroom.

“I hope everything will be fine after this conversation. Even with the teacher’s support, the Ning family’s attitude has only softened, and they are barely having an equal dialogue on this matter.

It turns out that writers, even great writers, are not taken seriously by these people at all..."

Cheng Kaiyan tilted her head back, closed her eyes quietly, and let the water wash over her face and cover her mouth and nose.

After coming to the Ning family, he felt the pressure.

When we arrived, we saw guards, a luxurious villa, ice for cooling, and all kinds of rare fruits that we couldn't even see outside.

It was only through his conversation with Ning Yuan that he was able to glimpse the tip of the iceberg.

The army, the General Political Department, and even their involvement in the field of civil aviation undoubtedly demonstrate that this family is truly in the upper echelons of society.

Even though he went to his teacher's house and got the seal, the pressure did not ease at all. It was not until the old lady Jiang Yunxia's attitude changed that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But it wasn’t over yet. After dinner, my aunt was called to the study by the two old men for questioning, and she hasn’t come out yet.

But before she left, her expression was not serious at all, but rather calm.

He even had time to take a bath.

"Auntie should have a backup plan, right?"

Cheng Kaiyan rubbed his scalp, some guesses flashing through his mind.

However, this feeling of powerlessness made him very uncomfortable. If it were in his previous life, he might have thought of escaping.

But I am... Why should I be suppressed by you? Why should I have to look at your faces?

Born to be the most unique existence.

At this moment, even Cheng Kaiyan himself did not realize that the seed of ambition had been quietly planted deep in his heart.

Waiting to take root and sprout at some point in the future.

……

……

"Tick tock!"

Countless drops of water dripped from the shower head and hit the ground.

Bathing is over.

Since she had no spare clothes, Cheng Kaiyan decided to make do with what she had.

……

Outside the bathroom door.

Ning Wanjia came down from upstairs wearing a thin white pajamas. Her long hair was loose behind her head, still slightly wet. It swayed in the air with the girl's cautious steps, and collided with her small buttocks.

The girl looked around as she walked, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she reached the bathroom door.

She leaned against the door and could vaguely hear the sound of splashing water, which made her face slightly hot. She subconsciously tightened the clothes she was holding to her chest.

dong dong dong-

"Cheng... Cheng Kaiyan, are you done washing? I..."

Ning Wanjia took a deep breath, knocked on the bathroom door, and asked in a low voice, with a hint of embarrassment in her voice.

"You want to wash? Wait a minute, I'm getting dressed and will give it to you right away."

Cheng Kaiyan heard the voice and replied casually.

He has finished washing, and if I take a shower too, wouldn’t that be an indirect shower?

Ning Wanjia's face flushed, as if she was stressed. Her voice suddenly rose a few notches and became a little sharp. She said in a very arrogant tone: "I won't wash what you have washed. What a stinky man has used. It's so dirty! You'd better clean the bathroom after you wash."

After she finished speaking, she realized that she had already finished her shower.

"If you don't want to wash, then why are you asking?"

Cheng Kaiyan responded mercilessly.

What a tsundere, I left the environment early...

Oh, no, the tsundere version hasn't come yet.

"I……"

Ning Wanjia was scolded and stood outside the door with a very unhappy look on her face.

No one has ever dared to scold her since she was a child, but Cheng Kaiyan has never spoiled her.

Tonight, Third Aunt and Cheng Kaiyan will stay at home overnight.

Considering that Cheng Kaiyan had no change of clothes, mother Tang Minghua found a set of Ning Yuan's clothes, all of which were bought, washed, and placed in the closet without being worn.

But I don’t know what my mother was thinking. She actually asked me to deliver some clean clothes to that bastard Cheng Kaiyan.

This...how can this be so embarrassing?

Ning Wanjia covered her eyes with one hand and secretly looked at the shorts in her arms, feeling very angry.

"What's wrong? Didn't I ask you to deliver the clothes? You can't even do this. You really have become a spoiled young lady, haven't you?"

In the living room not far away, Tang Minghua heard the noise, cast a curious look and said angrily.

Ning Wanjia turned back immediately, "Don't say that!"

However, Cheng Kaiyan in the bathroom heard it clearly. It turned out that someone was delivering clean clothes.

He didn't care why Ning Wanjia came to deliver the clothes. He just opened the door and reached out to take them: "Give me the clothes. What's the big deal?"

Unexpectedly, Ning Wanjia was too close to the door and was turning around to talk to her mother Tang Minghua.

Add to that the height difference and blind vision.

Cheng Kaiyan's palm accidentally touched a very small ball of grass that was as soft as cotton candy.

It is less than the size of a fist, but has a sense of barren exquisiteness.

It fits Cheng Kaiyan's impression of Ning Wanjia very well.

At this moment, Ning Wanjia lowered her head with a dull expression, and saw a vague, wet handprint left on the thin silk pajamas on her body.

The claw also realized the problem and was about to retract it quietly.

"Ahhh!!"

Ning Wanjia screamed in shame and anger, immediately grabbed the hand, lowered her head, opened her mouth and bit it hard.

"Hiss... you're really a dog?!"

Cheng Kaiyan knew what had happened to him and felt guilty, so he did not fight back even though his hand was bitten.

He just hid behind the door, took a deep breath, and endured the pain of being torn by the girl's sharp fangs.

"what happened?"

Tang Minghua's voice came from the living room.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to wake up. Ning Wanjia immediately loosened her mouth, threw the clothes in, twisted her waist in shame and anger, raised her little feet and ran back to the room, then slammed the door.

"Ahh... you're dead, you bastard! You're dead!"

After entering the room, Ning Wanjia threw herself onto the soft big bed. She pounded the bed hard with both hands and cursed with gritted teeth.

Two jade feet as delicate as porcelain kicked hard in the air, drawing perfect arcs.

On the other side, Cheng Kaiyan put on her clothes and walked out into the spacious living room.

Tang Minghua was sitting on the sofa watching TV. The people who had been busy in the living room just now had all dispersed.

Seeing Cheng Kaiyan coming out, she looked up and saw that the clothes fit him perfectly.

“Aunt Tang, what about so many people?”

Cheng Kaiyan wiped her wet hair and asked.

"I went out for a walk and a chat."

Tang Minghua explained softly.

"Where's my aunt? Is there something wrong? She hasn't come out in such a long time."

Cheng Kaiyan turned her head to look at the top of the stairs and asked worriedly.

"It's okay. Your aunt never does anything without confidence. Come over and talk..."

Tang Minghua smiled and shook her head, then patted the sofa beside her and waved at him.

Cheng Kaiyan walked over readily, but did not get too close, leaving a body length between them.

Tang Minghua took his politeness into consideration and asked, "What masterpiece have you created recently..."

The two chatted about random things, mainly about literature.

More than ten minutes later, there was a sound of footsteps coming down the stairs, and Jiang Ting, wearing a black dress and thin-strap sandals, walked into the living room from upstairs.

Finally it’s figured out.

Seeing this, Cheng Kaiyan and Tang Minghua immediately ended their conversation and said in unison: "What's going on? A-Ting!"

"How is it, auntie?"

"It's okay. I convinced the old lady."

Jiang Ting stood not far away, looking at the two people standing side by side. She felt something strange in her heart, nodded slightly, and explained softly.

"Great!"

Cheng Kaiyan breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the marriage could be divorced.

"Then we won't be sister-in-law or brother-in-law next time we meet, ah..."

Tang Minghua sighed with a complicated expression. She had seen how Jiang Ting had lived over the years. She wished her the best for her freedom, but at the same time she couldn't help but feel emotional.

After all, we have been friends for more than ten years.

"But weren't we friends at first?"

Jiang Ting shook her head. Although she had convinced the old lady, she had to reveal some hidden things.

It was considered a breach of promise, and she, who was cold-hearted, couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"You're right, but it should be a close friend."

Tang Minghua smiled with relief, and then said: "Go take a shower, sort out your mood, and have a good sleep. The next day, everything will be over.

I'll go to your room and get you some clean clothes. I'll also sort out your things and take them back with me tomorrow."

"Okay, Kaiyan, go and help too."

Jiang Ting did not refuse. When she left a few years ago, she did not take away the clothes and jewelry that the Ning family bought for her. Now she wants to come back, and these can be regarded as compensation for herself.

Then Tang Minghua took Cheng Kaiyan to the room.

Jiang Ting walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom was still shrouded in a faint mist, and on the shelf next to it was a small bucket where Cheng Kaiyan kept her clothes.

"This child... I'll just leave his clothes here and forget about them. I'll wash them later."

The beautiful woman shook her head helplessly, reached out to untie the hair rope behind her head and put it on her wrist. Suddenly, her thick black hair scattered like flowers from heaven.

The temperament is as cold as snow, adding a touch of gentleness.

At this moment, Jiang Ting and Liu Xiaoli are 70% similar.

She is like a serious and cold female boss at work, who takes off her disguise when she gets home.

There's an indescribable conflict, but it's fascinating.

Jiang Ting untied her long skirt, and under the influence of gravity, the white skirt fell onto the instep of her feet.

The graceful and exquisite body is reflected in the mirror.

The whole bathroom became brighter under this snow-white body.

Unbutton.

The upside-down jade bowl has snow-capped mountains and jade valleys, and is as white as jade.

The slight coolness of the night stimulated her sensitive skin, embracing her gem-like cardamom.

The icy noblewoman bent her slender waist slightly, her soft flesh trembled slightly, and she lifted her thighs slightly to take off her underwear.

Quietly looking at the empty self in the mirror.

Jiang Ting felt as if she had been freed from all restraints and regained her freedom.

Just like I just said out loud the reason that had been buried in my heart for many years.

Various fragments flashed through my mind.

"You are satisfied now that you have your family's support. How have we wronged you? We haven't had a child for so many years, and we have never blamed you. Why do you want a divorce now?"

The old lady's voice was sharp and full of sarcasm.

"Okay, this is a matter between A-Ting and Ru-Zheng. The army leader called him back on the night of their wedding, and that little bastard left without even looking back... He has come back so many times over the years that I can even count them."

"This... Even so, no matter how much we quarrel or make a fuss, there is no need for divorce. Marriage is a lifelong thing! When did we ever hear about divorce back then? Even now, not many people get divorced! What's more,..."

The old lady's tone paused, and the words in her mouth immediately came out again.

"You also said that this is our era. The marriage law has been changed this year!"

Watching the two people arguing more and more fiercely, Jiang Ting finally spoke up, "This is something he and I decided a long time ago. In addition to my problems, he also has big problems."

"what is the problem?!"

Jiang Yunxia glared angrily.

"he……"

As soon as Jiang Ting finished speaking, Jiang Yunxia and Ning Zhengguo's pupils suddenly shrank and their faces turned pale.

“What a sin!!”

……

"Wow, wow, wow~"

Jiang Ting collected her thoughts, held the soap in her hand and made bubbles on her body, scrubbing gently, from her arms, arms, neck, thighs, feet...

Rub it up and down, inside and out and wash it clean.

Then turn on the switch, and clear hot water flows along the perfect curves of the body and the tight muscles from years of yoga practice, taking away the white foam.

The woman was drying herself with a towel when there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Aunt! Take the clothes..."

Cheng Kaiyan was holding the clothes, and just as she finished speaking, the door opened a crack.

A beautiful woman wrapped in a white bath towel appeared in front of him. Her pretty face was wet, and water droplets flowed down the perfect curve of her swan-gold skin, disappearing into the ravines.

"Here are the clothes, put them on quickly."

Cheng Kaiyan turned her eyes away, pushed the clothes into Jiang Ting's hands, and left quickly.

But in Jiang Ting's eyes, it always felt like a desperate escape.

“This guy… hehe.”

……

In the evening, Cheng Kaiyan helped to organize Jiang Ting's things, and it was not until after eight o'clock that she finished.

Originally, Cheng Kaiyan was going to ask Jiang Ting how she solved the problem, but Jiang Ting shook her head and didn't want to say more.

Although Cheng Kaiyan was curious, she gave up and went back to her room and fell asleep.

The next morning, the two had breakfast accompanied by Ning Wanjia's family.

Jiang Ting refused the jeep's pick-up and wanted to cut off her relationship with the Ning family.

So Cheng Kaiyan carried most of the luggage and took the bus back with her.

After I got back, I spent half a day sorting it out before I finally got it done.

The two of them sat in front of the window, enjoying the breeze and looking quietly into the distance.

This time... we just need to wait for Ning Ruzheng to come back and get a divorce certificate and it will really be over.

It's really over.

Cheng Kaiyan didn’t know how Jiang Ting felt, but she was definitely not happy.

So he stayed with her for another morning, and at noon they went out to eat, and then Cheng Kaiyan rode her bike home.

I have been away from home for two or three days.

As soon as he pushed the cart into the house, he heard Xu Yuxiu sitting at the door of the main room, looking at him with a sneer, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Hey! Whose young master Niu is back? What a rare guest! He is willing to come back."

"..."

Cheng Kaiyan was embarrassed for a moment, then she leaned over and hugged Xu Yuxiu's arm with a shameless face, and shouted with a smile: "Mom! My mom, I miss you so much."

"You're so thick-skinned."

Xu Yuxiu bumped his head against him and commented in disgust.

Aunt Wang Qiang, who was standing by, couldn't stop laughing. She commented, "You're right. It's thicker than a city wall."

"It's okay. My mom is thin-skinned."

"By the way, Kaiyan, the Zhao family's brother-in-law who is an official in Shanghai is here. I heard that he wants to sponsor Ruixue to study abroad. Wow, an international student, this is really a great honor for the family!"

Aunt Wang Qiang looked at him, suddenly remembered something, and said with some sigh.

This Sister Zhao isn’t a very nice person, but there’s a golden phoenix born from her thatched cottage!

"So fast?"

Cheng Kaiyan was a little surprised and said quickly: "I'll go out and take a look."

(End of this chapter)