Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 152 He succeeded!
An Junan also looked at his wife beside him, and after a moment of silence, he continued.

"Since you like children so much, I'll take you to meet them."

"Really?"

Guo Yan, who had been listless, suddenly perked up.

She never expected to hear such an answer from her husband.

Although she already knew from her daughter that Liu Changcun currently has two children.

But aside from their names and genders, she still doesn't know what the two children look like.

Hearing these words from her husband, Guo Yan suddenly felt it was unreal, as if she were dreaming. Filled with doubt, she reached out and pinched her husband's arm.

This caused Anju Nan, who was in pain, to immediately pull away.

He kept raising his hand to rub the spot where he had been pinched, looking at his wife with a surprised expression.

Why did you pinch me?!

"Am I dreaming...?"

"Talking in your sleep before you've even fallen asleep yet?"

"I can't believe I'm hearing something like that from you... Are you planning to take Xiao Liu in?"

"How can it be!"

Anju Nan retorted sharply.

This answer immediately snapped Guo Yan, who had just been marveling at the dreamlike state, back to reality.

The expectant look on his face vanished instantly, replaced by his usual calm demeanor.

"..."

She stared silently at her husband, who was still rubbing his arm in pain from being pinched.

Still feeling unsatisfied, I hit him again.

This time, Anjunan simply could no longer tolerate it.

He simply moved his stool to the side, away from Guo Yan beside him.

“The station is having an event recently, and all the elementary schools in the city are participating. You like children, right? I'll let you see as many as you want at once.”

"..."

As soon as her husband offered his explanation, Guo Yan's disappointment became uncontrollable.

I thought An Junan had figured things out, but I never expected that his true thoughts were like this.

Although Guo Yan, as a wife, might occasionally make some small moves towards her husband, that was only on the condition that An Junan wouldn't take it personally.

For any major family matters, Anju Nan's ideas are still the primary considerations.

No matter how much Guo Yan planned, she couldn't truly change her husband's mind.

Sitting at the dining table, facing a table of food that has hardly been touched.

Disappointed, Guo Yan simply got up and started clearing the table in front of her husband.

This behavior shocked Anju Nan, who immediately shouted at his wife.

"Why are you clearing away the dishes now? I haven't finished eating!"

"..."

His opinion went unanswered. Guo Yan went in and out repeatedly, and soon all the food on the table was taken away.

After that, the couple stopped communicating.

She treats her husband like air.

Guo Yan went to wash up, leaving An Junan, who hadn't eaten yet, sulking.

Seeing that his wife was still angry, An Junan had no intention of staying at the dinner table any longer.

He then walked towards the study, sat down, and turned on the newly acquired computer.

Since An Zhaoran completely confessed to her parents, the days when An Junan was strictly controlled for watching low-brow films at home are gone forever.

So I bought a new computer and put it back in the study.

Anju South respects tradition while also being open to new things.

His family not only had cell phones and computers, but he even bought a lot of Walkmans, which are things teenagers use for entertainment.

Looking at the computer screen that was already lit up, An Junan waited until the screen was fully lit before he started using the mouse.

I opened a webpage, ready to browse some current events.

When the Asian section appeared in the search results, he clicked on it instinctively.

However, this made his normally normal eyes suddenly appear larger.

Looking at the familiar colorful displays on the screen.

And various explicit pictures.

Unlike the last time my computer got a virus, internet security is much more lax these days.

I just clicked on a link randomly, and I thought it would pop up with trending news.

I didn't expect to feel hot before I even saw the news.

An Junan was stunned for a while before he finally came to his senses and hurriedly tried to close the webpage in front of him while holding the mouse.

However, when controlling the mouse and moving it to the upper right corner...

He hesitated to press the left mouse button.

Anju Nan recalled the video she had seen when her computer was infected with a virus last time.

Although it was just a video clip playing on a loop, the visuals did have a tremendous impact on him.

Slowly move the mouse away from its position.

After two clicks, the video player was accessed.

Watching foreign language films shot from neighboring countries.

They quickly turned the horn down considerably, leaving only a tiny bit of sound.

"Ouch..."

Looking at the scene displayed on the screen, Anju Nan was still trying to figure out what the previous plot meant because there were no subtitles.

Once the main feature began, he, who was initially curious about the plot, was immediately drawn to the visuals on the screen.

Slowly release the mouse from my hand.

He leaned back in his seat.

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on Tuesday.

TV station.

An Junan felt that he had wasted so many years of his life. The kind of film he saw last night did not exist in the era he was born in.

It can be said that one should learn until old age.

An Junan, who is quite old, only learned today that there are so many different positions in the world.

He leaned back and raised his arm to rest on the back of his head.

Alone in his office, An Junan lay comfortably, reminiscing about the scenes he had witnessed in the past few days.

The opening of a new world gave him a new understanding of the matter.

"Modern technology... has really advanced a lot..."

Muttering to himself with a sigh, An Junan closed his eyes to rest.

After his first viewing experience, he became completely hooked and continued watching movies.

In the past, after returning home, I would simply eat, wash up, and rest in my room.

Now, when she gets home, she still eats, washes up, spends an hour or two in the study, and then goes back to her room to rest. An Junan really didn't expect the world to have changed so much; people used to be ashamed to bring such private matters into the open.

Meanwhile, the other side openly and brazenly turned these things into a film.

It seems like life isn't going well for them over there either.

An Zhaoran was all smiles, even though she wasn't busy every day at the station.

If it weren't for his position, he would have liked to go home right now.

Although there are computers in the station's offices, Anju Nan still keeps her personal affairs and work relatively separate.

He would rather skip work and go home than watch that kind of thing in his office.

"..."

Actually, it's fine without sound.

Anyway, at the station, anyone who wants to come to his office will knock on the door first.

If he's fast enough, basically no one will...

Once evil thoughts take root in one's heart, they will grow wildly like bamboo shoots after a rain.

An Junan, who had been leaning back in his chair, sat up straight again, staring at the computer screen that was already turned on, his mind in turmoil.

Three seconds later, desire triumphed over reason.

The hand holding the mouse slowly began to open the browser.

I took out my phone and then pulled out the memo app.

An Junan had already memorized the webpage link. Although he wasn't exactly a computer expert after using computers for so many years, he had at least a basic understanding of them.

I wasn't completely clueless, which is why I specifically backed up the webpage link.

An Junan placed his phone in front of him, glancing at the screen and then at the phone.

His fingers rested on the keyboard, tapping the characters one after another with his fingertips.

After entering all the links, I skillfully pressed the Enter key.

The webpage I've been looking at for several days has reappeared.

Completely different from the feeling at home, An Junan now only feels a bit excited in his own office.

I'm controlling the mouse and playing the video.

Turn the sound off completely and keep your eyes fixed on the screen.

A smile appeared on his face, and his body, which had been sitting upright, slowly leaned back.

An Junan looked at the computer screen with a look of enjoyment, watching the video playing on the screen.

Just as he thought.

Anyone entering his office will always knock first, no matter what.

Only after obtaining his permission can one enter the office.

Therefore, An Junan was not worried at all about his actions being exposed, since he had turned off the sound and the computer screen was facing away from the office door.

Unless it's a sudden intrusion, it's impossible...

"boom!"

The office door was suddenly opened.

An Junan, who had been enjoying himself, was startled and almost jumped up from his seat. He looked nervously toward the door.

In the blink of an eye, the rapidly approaching figure was already almost in front of him.

His eyes were darting around frantically.

An Junan looked at the mouse, which was so close to him, yet it felt like it was at the ends of the earth.

It was obviously too late to close the page with the mouse, and suddenly grabbing the mouse would be too conspicuous and deliberate, easily attracting the attention of others.

In just a moment, An Junan realized something.

He reached for the computer case with his left hand and pressed the restart button with lightning speed.

I noticed the computer screen went black and then restarted.

An Junan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down again.

"call……"

"dad!"

From the moment the door opened until An Zhaoran spoke.

The entire process took less than five seconds.

Shouting excitedly, An Zhaoran looked at her father with eyes full of excitement.

With a thud, both hands landed on the table.

Seeing her father suddenly break out in a sweat, and feeling the air conditioning in the office after the weather warmed up.

The words that were about to come out were swallowed back down. Instead, An Zhaoran looked at her father, who was pulling out a piece of paper and wiping his sweat inexplicably, with some strangeness.

"Dad...why are you sweating so much?"

"hot."

With a brief response, An Junan coughed lightly and put on a serious expression.

But my gaze kept drifting towards the computer screen, and when I saw that the computer had restarted, I returned to the desktop.

They realized that their outrageous behavior had not been exposed.

Aftermath.

An Junan threw the crumpled tissue he was using to wipe his sweat into the trash can and sat back down in his chair.

He looked at An Zhaoran, who had suddenly barged into his office without even knocking.

Looking at her daughter whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Anju Nan, the father, had a serious expression.

"What kind of behavior is this, rushing in like this without even knocking before entering the house?"

"I forgot……"

"That's incredibly rude of you!"

"..."

An Zhaoran was immediately baffled.

Why has my father suddenly become so concerned about manners? When we were at home, my mother could come and go freely even when he was in the bathroom.

I never heard my father scold my mother.

Now, however, he takes his failure to knock on the door very seriously.

Although she had doubts in her heart, An Zhaoran didn't care about such trivial matters at the moment.

Instead, after regaining his senses, he chose to skip the topic altogether, making no attempt to hide the excitement on his face.

He placed his hands on the table and leaned forward toward his father.

Looking at Anju Nan, who was sitting in his seat with a serious expression.

These words came from her mouth.

"He succeeded!"

"..."

Anju Nan was puzzled by his daughter's words.

She stared in surprise at An Zhaoran in front of her, unsure of who the "he" her daughter was talking about was.

(End of this chapter)