Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 103 I miss you
I don't know if it's just my imagination.

When she was with Ning Mengyao, as long as his orders were slightly strict, no matter how strange or unusual the request seemed to others, she would eventually suppress her shyness and force herself to comply.

For example now.

She was clearly shy about the songs she recorded, but whenever Liu Changcun asked her to play them, she would obediently play them once.

The same applies to chanting slogans.

Seeing this, Liu Changcun suddenly realized that she was slowly leading him astray.

Having gotten used to their way of getting along, he no longer worries as much as before, but is more adept at asking the other person to do things.

I feel a little guilty, but not much.

He raised his hand from his seat to acknowledge Ning Mengyao's courage in shouting the slogan.

"Not bad, that's a proper voice."

"No, don't make me scream anymore..."

Seeing Ning Mengyao quickly lower her head and mutter to herself, looking shy and awkward.

Liu Changcun smiled and comforted him.

"From a psychological perspective, self-suggestion is the fastest and most effective way to boost a person's self-confidence."

He paused, then continued to add.

"Shout it more often when you go home, and you'll get used to it eventually."

"Do I have to do this even when I go home?"

"Otherwise, when will you be able to gain confidence? You need to practice more and shout more."

"..."

As if she had lost the strength to stand, Ning Mengyao, filled with extreme shame, slowly slid down.

She lay face down on the front of the stage, hiding her bright red face in it.

Liu Changcun ignored this and simply took out his new phone to check the time.

Estimating that there was only a little over an hour left before school ended, he got up from his seat and began to prepare.

Ning Mengyao was left standing there shyly for who knows how long.

Time flies.

Before long, you could see a large number of students leaving the school gate.

Liu Changcun moved the stereo outside the store and flipped the switch. The catchy melody quickly attracted the attention of passing students.

However, while it attracted the students' attention, very few actually stayed.

After all, most students use their lunch break to eat.

Compared to drinks, filling your stomach with food is the most important thing.

Liu Changcun looked out of the shop with a smile, noticing the few curious students who had lingered there.

"Students, we're having a grand opening promotion! Buy one get one half price!"

Having successfully attracted several people to the shop, Liu Changcun hurriedly instructed Ning Mengyao to make the food.

The man overheard the students' praise after they left the shop with their milk tea.

He watched the group leave with a broad smile.

It's as if not only students are leaving, but also walking banknotes.

"Dad, why are you so happy?"

The sound from beside him brought Liu Changcun back to his senses, and he turned to look at his son who had appeared in front of the shop at some point.

It has to be said that since Liu Songyan got rid of that strange hairstyle, his appearance has indeed amazed those who notice him at first glance.

Liu Changcun quickly looked away from his son and then glanced at Chi Jinhe, who was following behind him.

It had been a long time since I'd seen her, but the girl hadn't changed much.

Aside from her hair reaching her shoulders, her slightly chubby face still looked bouncy and youthful.

She followed closely behind her son, her arms almost touching, looking just like a spineless tagalong.

"Koike, it's been a long time."

"Hello, uncle~"

"So nice."

Hearing the sweet greeting, Liu Changcun became more and more satisfied. He couldn't help but pat the child's head, and Chi Jinhe didn't seem annoyed at all.

She just lowered her head shyly and chuckled foolishly twice.

Compared to the fear she felt when she first met Liu Changcun because she was forced to steal books under someone else's orders, Chi Jinhe now felt an extraordinary sense of warmth when she saw him again.

She didn't dislike being patted on the head by her elders.

However, Liu Songyan, as the son, clearly had some objections to Liu Changcun stroking the other's head.

Looking at Chi Jinhe, who was grinning foolishly, he took a step forward and stopped in front of his father.

Because of his actions, Liu Changcun was forced to pull his arm back.

Seeing his son's somewhat nervous expression, Liu Changcun immediately realized what was going on. He didn't say much, but just asked about his son's new semester like any other father.

How's the new semester going? Are you keeping up with the classes?

"Not bad, I was elected as the class monitor."

"Did the teacher choose it?"

"Ah."

Liu Songyan nodded in agreement, seemingly finding nothing of interest in the matter.

She glanced sideways at Ning Mengyao, who was making tea for customers in the shop, then glanced at her younger sister who was still looking at comics, before finally looking away.

She looked at her father again and asked.

"How's business?"

"It's alright, some people have already started buying it."

As he replied, Liu Changcun looked at the two people in front of him, then asked another question.

"What do you two want to eat? I'll go buy some."

"I'll go buy it."

"You have other tasks, I'll go buy food."

"..."

Liu Songyan was confused by his father's words. Before he could react, he saw his father shouting into the store.

Make two cups of milk tea.

Upon hearing Ning Mengyao's response, Liu Changcun suddenly remembered something.

He asked the bewildered Chi Jinhe, "Can I have something iced?"

"Do not……"

"One with ice, one at room temperature!"

Ning Mengyao got busy, while Liu Changcun, having given his orders, smiled and looked at his future daughter-in-law.

"You need to pay more attention to your period. If you don't take good care of yourself when you're young, you'll often have stomach aches when you grow up."

"Um……"

With her face flushed, Chi Jinhe felt that Uncle Liu was very considerate.

Caught in the middle, Liu Songyan turned around in surprise, glanced down twice, and then seemed to be thinking thoughtfully.

Before he could think it through, his father put his hand on his shoulder.

I took a picture.

"Go get your milk tea when it's ready, then just grab a stool and sit here."

"Sitting at the shop entrance? Why?"

"Leverage your own strengths."

He shifted his gaze from his son's handsome face.

Judging by looks alone, Liu Songyan is indeed a rare, naturally handsome man. Why not make the most of his son's good looks?

After making the arrangements, Liu Changcun set off to buy boxed lunches.

It's close enough to the school, and there are countless tiny, unassuming restaurants nearby.

In the early stages of a store's opening, building a good reputation is the best approach.

If this store next to No. 16 Middle School is successful, he will soon be able to open branches in different areas of the city at the speed of its spread.

Once the brand gains popularity, people who want to open a store will naturally come to inquire.

The trademark has been registered and the company has been established.

We will then unify quality control across all branches and firmly grasp the secret recipe.

Arriving at a restaurant, Liu Changcun ordered two rice bowls to go.

He, his daughter, and Ning Mengyao had already eaten before the students finished class; only his son and daughter-in-law, who were starting school, hadn't eaten yet.

Carrying two boxed lunches, my phone rang on the way back.

Liu Changcun answered the phone.

I heard a voice coming from the other end of the microphone.

An Zhaoran sounded tired; she had been exceptionally busy lately, having been assigned to the program by her father to learn.

In addition, Liu Changcun had been busy with opening his shop during the summer vacation, and upon closer reflection, the two had not seen each other for almost half a month.

Although the daily text messages are still coming in as usual, one person's experience is really limited.

From having endless topics to chatting, to now only sending good morning, good afternoon, and good night messages every day as usual, An Zhaoran has stopped.

When Liu Changcun received the call again after many days, he felt much more relaxed.

I originally wanted to tease and joke with the other person as usual, but after hearing the tired voice on the other end of the phone, I slowed down my quick steps.

"what happened?"

So tired...

Just by listening to her voice, she sounded listless; An Zhaoran on the other end of the phone seemed to have lost her usual energy and spirit.

How's the store opening going? I've been so busy lately I haven't had a chance to go check on it.

"It's not clear yet. The third year of junior high school has just started, so it's too early to tell whether it's good or bad."

As he answered, Liu Changcun, who had slowed his pace, noticed an echo on the other end of the phone.

He asked, as if out of curiosity.

"Why are you still getting an echo? Aren't you at the station?"

"Yes, I'm here, but I've run to the stairwell. There are too many people outside... I feel like I can barely breathe. You have no idea how busy I've been lately."

When I was still working as a weather anchor, I didn't have much to do all day except for the evening recordings.

However, after being assigned to the program team by her father, An Junan, An Zhaoran, who had no experience in this area, had to learn from scratch.

Since she's going to be in charge of a new program from scratch, given her competitive nature, she would never do anything half-hearted.

If you're going to do something, don't do it at all; if you're going to do it, take it seriously.

Because of this idea, An Zhaoran felt increased pressure. From the moment she first felt the pressure, she felt like she was calling Liu Changcun to chat.

During that time, she knew the man was preparing to open a shop, so she refrained from sending him text messages.

I did not choose to cause too much disturbance.

Having learned that the other party had been open for several days, I finally couldn't resist calling them at noon today.

Hearing Liu Changcun's voice again, even though she was physically exhausted, the man's voice seemed to have some kind of unknown magic to her.

The physical fatigue was relieved a lot, and even my mood improved.

Listening to the incessant chatter on the other end of the phone, Liu Changcun's steps slowed down.

Even though the shop was only a hundred meters away from him, he walked a long distance.

Liu Changcun did not answer, but listened silently to what had recently happened to An Zhaoran.

Listening to the woman complain about her colleague at work, talking about the program planner with the receding hairline.

Despite being over thirty years old, he acts like a child and is not mature enough.

She also encounters unhappy things, and she can't process those uncomfortable emotions on her own.

When Liu Changcun was only halfway to the shop, carrying two boxed lunches, he heard a voice coming from the microphone.

It sounded somewhat like she was being coquettish, but it also conveyed a very sincere emotion.

【I miss you……】

"..."

An Zhaoran's voice came through the receiver to Liu Changcun's ears.

Because it was in the stairwell, you could faintly hear the echoes as the other person spoke.

The slow pace of progress eventually came to a halt.

Carrying two takeout meals from the restaurant, Liu Changcun looked at the crowd that had gathered in front of the shop.

The hand holding the phone tightened its grip subtly.

Just by listening to her voice, one can almost picture in their mind what An Zhaoran looked like when she said those words.

The smile could no longer be hidden and appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)