Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 151 I also feel that the house is cold and quiet.

Chapter 151 I also feel that the house is cold and quiet.
An Zhaoran now understands very well what her feelings for Liu Changcun truly are.

But what are Liu Changcun's thoughts about her?

She was unaware of this.

She still vaguely remembers the question she asked when she was in the bookstore, thinking about asking the other person to pretend to be her boyfriend.

Do you plan to remarry?

However, the answer Liu Changcun gave her back then is one that she still can't forget.

Marriage is a grave; I've just climbed out, and I don't want to go back in.

Liu Changcun's meaning is very clear.

Having gone through a failed marriage, he now seems to have completely lost hope in marriage. It was precisely because of this that An Zhaoran was determined to have him pretend to be her boyfriend after receiving his answer.

After all, An Zhaoran didn't have any affection for Liu Changcun at that time, and most of their conversations revolved around script issues.

At first, An Zhaoran only thought of the other person as an old classmate she hadn't seen for many years.

However, she has now developed feelings for him first.

Throughout her three years of high school, An Zhaoran never developed feelings for the other person.

Years later, after her ex-husband divorced, she fell in love with Liu Changcun.

Life always seems to play these kinds of silly jokes. Even though Liu Changcun was very outstanding in the past, An Zhaoran just didn't like him back then. Let alone liking him, just thinking about him would make her very angry.

Now she has a completely different idea.

Not only do they want to understand the other person better, but they also hope that the other person will respond after realizing their thoughts.

Sitting in the passenger seat, An Zhaoran, her mind in turmoil, fell silent.

After the vehicle had traveled some distance, he secretly glanced at the spot beside him again.

Looking at Liu Changcun's profile, which showed no response.

Disappointment arose in her heart.

The car pulled up at the entrance of the residential area, and the two people who got out of the car and went home still didn't exchange any words.

back home.

Liu Songyan, the older brother, had already brought his younger sister home. He had received a text message from his father beforehand, so he did not take his sister out to eat.

Hearing the door open, he immediately grabbed his shopping bags and headed for the door.

She approached her father and handed him the shopping bag.

Liu Changcun and An Zhaoran, who were changing their shoes, both noticed this scene.

"Aunt Wen asked me to bring this to you."

"You went to her house?"

The father's focus was always so different from others. Even though Liu Songyan deliberately avoided the question, Liu Changcun still managed to ask the key point.

My gaze shifted from the shopping bag in my son's hand to the boy's seemingly calm face.

"Didn't you hate Shen Ruzhi? How come you're on good terms with her now?"

"She had a fever during her exam today, so I took her home on my way."

"Her house isn't even on the way to ours..."

"dad!"

"Alright, alright, why are you getting so worked up over just asking a few questions?"

With a broad smile on his face, Liu Changcun took the shopping bag from his son, losing all interest in teasing him further.

Watching her son flee in disarray, she smiled and opened the shopping bag in her hand again.

"..."

Liu Changcun stopped halfway as he reached out to take out the clothes.

She turned her head in surprise to look at An Zhaoran, who was secretly peeking over from the side.

With her brows furrowed, she was looking at the shopping bags when she noticed Liu Changcun's gaze. She immediately pretended not to care and quietly put on her shoes and walked past him.

However, the more they pretend not to care, the more obvious their true feelings become.

Liu Changcun looked at An Zhaoran standing in front of him, who only showed him her back.

Smiling, she took the jacket out of the bag.

I stretched it out and shook it.

The label has not been removed yet.

"The size is just right, how did my senior know my clothing size!"

"..."

An Zhaoran, who had turned her back, looked increasingly strange.

Upon hearing the voices behind him, he completely lost his composure.
She quickly turned around, about to say something, but when she saw that Liu Changcun had already put the jacket away and hung it on his arm, she realized that he was not sure what he was doing.

Instead, he stared at me with a smile.

Why don't you try them on?

The two stared at each other for a few seconds before An Zhaoran, having regained her senses, muttered something under her breath.

Hearing the woman's words, Liu Changcun seemed quite indifferent.

"The temperature will rise tomorrow, it's too hot to wear this."

"Maybe your senior bought it for you to wear when the seasons change..."

"Then we'll wear it when the time comes."

Liu Changcun folded the clothes off his arm and put them back in the bag, then carried them toward his bedroom.

Despite receiving a brand-new jacket from his senior, Liu Changcun showed no sign of joy.

Liu Changcun left the bedroom empty-handed and headed straight for the kitchen.

They stopped briefly as they approached the door.

She turned around and looked at An Zhaoran.

"Come help me prepare the ingredients."

"..."

A smile returned to An Zhaoran's face.

"it is good!"

Wearing slippers, they ran happily toward each other.

The two entered the kitchen together, and soon their indistinct conversation could be heard coming from within.

Liu Wanqiu sat on the sofa, tilting her head to look towards the kitchen.

Even at such a young age, she sensed that something was amiss.

It seems that during this period of time... when my father was talking to Aunt An.

The smile on his face became more and more obvious.

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On the table.

Guo Yan placed the last dish on the table and then sat down next to her husband.

She reached for the plate in front of her with her chopsticks, but before she could pick it up, she heard An Junan's tired voice. "When is Ranran coming back?"

"..."

To this day, Anju Nandu still believes that her daughter has returned to the apartment that belonged only to her after leaving home.

Because of the daughter's stubborn insistence, the father and daughter currently have virtually no communication.

The only way he could find out about his daughter's current situation was through his wife.

It was just a casual expression of concern, but when An Junan noticed his wife's silence...

Feeling puzzled, he asked again.

"When will she come back?"

"I am not sure as well."

It wasn't until her husband asked a second time that Guo Yan, who was in a daze, finally responded.

He hurriedly picked up the food and put it in his bowl.

“I’m always giving my daughter a hard time at home, no wonder she wouldn’t want to come back.”

"I gave her a cold shoulder? If she hadn't said those nonsense things, would I have had the heart to scold her?"

Even now, An Junan still feels a pang of anger when he thinks about what his daughter said in front of him and his wife that night.

He put down his chopsticks, having lost his appetite, and continued speaking.

"Liu Changcun is quite good. At least in the few times we've met, he has left a good impression on me."

"but!"

An Junan tapped his fingers on the dining table in front of him, his face serious.

"Who knows if he was faking it!"

"Not only did he lie to us along with Ranran, but he also hid the fact that he was divorced and raising a child alone. How old is he? He's only thirty-four this year, right? His eldest son is already fourteen! He became a father at twenty. What kind of good character can someone like that have!"

"It's not that I'm targeting him, but I was already 25 years old when I had Ranran. Although people in our generation generally had children earlier, that's no reason for him to become a father at such a young age!"

Seeing her husband say these words with an angry expression, Guo Yan completely opposed it.

The mother and daughter are clearly on the same side.

Anju South was the only one excluded.

"Ranran also said that Xiao Liu just dropped out of school early. Getting married without going to school is quite common."

"What a load of rubbish!"

It was rare to hear such vulgar language from Anju Nan, and Guo Yan, as his wife, was immediately stunned.

Before she could retort, An Junan added angrily.

"I don't know what's so attractive about that kid. Besides being good-looking, I don't see any other redeeming qualities!"

"You're wrong about that. I think Xiao Liu is a pretty good person."

Like her husband, she put down her chopsticks.

Guo Yan also began to express her own opinions.

"Although Xiao Liu got married and pregnant at a young age, I think he is quite responsible for raising two children on his own after the divorce."

"That's his own child, how could he not care?"

“Back then, I was raising Ranran all by myself, and you didn’t seem to care much about her at all.”

"How can that be the same? Back then, the station..."

"He's saying this again. He always has an endless supply of excuses."

When couples argue, they can't help but bring up old grievances.

What Guo Yan said also falls into this category.

An Junan, who was still angry, calmed down considerably after seeing his wife's anger.

After much persuasion, they finally brought up the old story again.

The atmosphere at the dining table returned to normal.

But meals with just the elderly couple always felt bland and tasteless.

Guo Yan ate a few bites and then felt full. After putting down her chopsticks again, she couldn't stop sighing.

This made it impossible for An Junan to continue eating. Having no other choice, he could only ask.

"Why are you sighing? You've sighed away all the good luck in our family."

"For so many years... the house has always been cold and quiet."

Guo Yan looked at the table full of food in front of her.

The meal was so lavish that no one else was eating it except for the couple.

After working hard for most of his life, even his daughter doesn't want to come home now.

On weekdays, once her husband leaves the house, she is left alone at home.

Even if you go out with friends, you'll get bored after a while.

Moreover, her friends of similar age all have children and grandchildren. When they finally manage to get together to go out, one of them has to take care of their grandchildren, or the other has to take their children to the Ocean Park.

Guo Yan was incredibly envious of her child's life.

The couple only have one daughter, An Zhaoran.

Her daughter, who was over thirty, showed no intention of getting married. When she finally brought someone home, it was someone she had to find to impersonate him.

Although it was supposed to be an act, his own daughter had clearly developed feelings for him.

However, the man was divorced and had a child...

Guo Yan didn't think it was a big deal. After all, she had been living alone at home for many years and had long been fed up with the cold and quiet atmosphere at home.

If her daughter really ends up with Liu Changcun, she'll get two grandchildren for free.

However, Guo Yan, as her husband's wife, knew his temperament better than anyone else.

Let alone two children, even if Liu Changcun was just divorced and had no children, I doubt this old-fashioned man would agree.

Thinking of this, Guo Yan couldn't help but feel lonely.

The current mess at home has made her lose all hope for the future.

Sitting beside his wife, An Junan couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

He was reluctant to have more children because his wife suffered so much giving birth to their daughter.

Even after all these years, he still loves his wife from the bottom of his heart.

Look at the marks that time has left on Guo Yan's face.

Anju Nan took a long time to reply.

"Sometimes I feel that the house is a bit lonely."

"..."