Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 155 No Longer Resisting
The recent busy period has really taken a toll on Liu Changcun.

After all, he was starting from scratch when it came to producing the new program.

First, he went to various programs to learn, and after returning home, he would summarize his experience in program production. Now that "Masked Singer" has achieved good results, the nerves that were originally tense have been completely relaxed after the results came out.

After a long period of practice, An Zhaoran has made considerable progress in driving.

At the very least, they are already at the level where they can drive on the road alone.

When Liu Changcun was heading home tonight, he wanted to get some rest, so he handed over the task of driving to An Zhaoran.

I, on the other hand, sat in the passenger seat and dozed off for a while.

The car bumped along, and the interior was quiet.

Unbeknownst to him, Liu Changcun had entered a light sleep state, only able to hear rustling sounds around him. He only woke up again after the drowsiness passed.

Slowly, she opened her eyes.

As soon as his vision cleared, he met An Zhaoran's gaze, who was standing right next to him.

The vehicle has come to a smooth stop.

An Zhaoran leaned closer to observe the sleeping man, and perhaps because she was looking at him so intently, the distance between them grew ever closer.

The sudden opening of her eyes startled her briefly, and it took her a few seconds to react after she had been observing for a while.

His body, which was about to tip over, straightened up instantly, and he leaned back in the driver's seat, looking exceptionally serious.

However, his gaze, which was fixed straight ahead, was intentionally or unintentionally drifting to the side as he carefully observed Liu Changcun, who had already woken up.

Seeing that the other party seemed unaware of his actions just now.

As if relieved, they silently put their minds at ease.

"You weren't trying to steal a kiss from me just now, were you?"

"..."

The man's calm voice rang out in the car, and An Zhaoran, who had just felt relieved, immediately tensed up again.

With an unnatural expression, he stammered an explanation to the person beside him.

"How could that be? I just wanted to wake you up!"

"Actually, I woke up a long time ago."

"what?"

An Zhaoran was clearly not prepared for this situation, and blinked her eyes frantically, looking at Liu Changcun in confusion.

The man remained calm as always. After unbuckling the seatbelt in front of him, he raised his hand and kept tapping his sore neck.

"How do you think I just happened to wake up?"

"..."

"Just kidding."

Seeing An Zhaoran's comical expression of shock, Liu Changcun, who had been spouting nonsense, finally spoke up to explain.

An Zhaoran, realizing that she had been tricked again, raised her fist and pretended to punch the person next to her several times, as if she was a little angry.

After calming down a bit, she looked at her side with a seemingly angry expression.

When she saw Liu Changcun tapping his neck from time to time, she immediately changed her tune, even though she was about to say something more.

She asked the man beside her with a worried tone.

Is your neck uncomfortable?

"Hmm... I think I might have a stiff neck; it feels a bit sore."

My eyes followed Liu Changcun's hand as he moved, and when I saw him slightly moving his neck, he pushed open the door and got out of the car.

An Zhaoran hurriedly opened the car door, but in her haste, she forgot that she was also wearing a seatbelt. She was stopped and had to unbuckle her seatbelt before rushing after Liu Changcun.

Take the key and lock the vehicle.

After moving closer to Liu Changcun and returning the car keys to him, An Zhaoran tentatively asked a question.

"Would you like me to give you a massage when we get home?"

"Do you know how to do this?"

“My mom used to twist her back, and I would often massage it for her, so I know a little about this kind of thing.”

"Then come to my room later."

"..."

An Zhaoran stumbled and panicked again.

"What do you want to do? I only said I would give you a massage, I didn't say I could do anything else!"

"Who doesn't lie face down for a massage?"

"Then you don't need to go to the room!"

An Zhaoran hurriedly agreed and continued speaking.

"It's just a sore neck, you can just sit..."

"No need to lie down?"

"Of course not!"

"alright."

Seemingly disappointed, Liu Changcun responded with a disappointed sigh.

But the smile in his eyes was not hidden at all, which An Zhaoran, who was making a serious explanation, noticed.

It took me a moment to realize that I had been tricked again.

This time, however, Liu Changcun did not stay where he was. Instead, he quickened his pace and ran happily home.

An Zhaoran, not to be outdone, raised her fist and chased after him.

Such scenes have been happening frequently these days.

So much so that Liu Songyan, standing at his window at home, could see the two of them laughing and joking around.

Although I live on the fourth floor, as long as my eyesight is normal, I can clearly see what is happening downstairs.

Liu Songyan observed in silence as the two of them circled around downstairs again.

The laughter and chatter could be heard clearly even upstairs.

Seeing that the two had finished arguing and turned to enter the stairwell, Liu Songyan, who had been standing by the window, also withdrew his observing gaze.

First, he went to the door and opened it, then he sat obediently on the sofa.

Holding the remote control, he calmly changed the channels.

"Why is the door open?"

A few minutes later, the father's voice came into the room.

Liu Changcun and An Zhaoran changed their shoes together as they entered the house, before Liu Songyan on the sofa could even explain.

Liu Wanqiu, who should have been staying in her room, excitedly rushed out after hearing the noise.

She ran towards where her father was, her little head tilted back.

"Dad, I've been chosen!"

"..."

Liu Changcun, who had just entered the house, was completely baffled by his daughter's words.

An Zhaoran, who was following behind, also looked puzzled.

Neither of the two adults in the family understood what Liu Wanqiu meant.

Perhaps due to excessive excitement, Liu Wanqiu's hasty explanations were completely nonsensical.

One minute he's praising his excellent performance, the next he's talking about how high expectations are placed on him.

The key point is that she didn't say anything until Liu Songyan, who had been silently observing, couldn't stand it anymore and provided the answer for his sister. "There's an event at the elementary school; she'll be performing at the TV station after National Day."

After a pause, Liu Songyan continued.

"She was chosen, that's why she's so happy."

"That's exactly what my brother said!"

Responding loudly, Liu Wanqiu's excitement showed no sign of diminishing.

She looked up at her father with a hopeful expression.

Upon hearing this news, Liu Changcun seemed somewhat surprised.

Although her daughter is good-looking, she doesn't have any special talents besides drawing.

Being selected by the school is quite a pleasant surprise.

Seeing his daughter's eager look as she prepared to perform, Liu Changcun, as her father, had no intention of spoiling the fun.

He raised his hand and patted his child's head, speaking with a smile.

"My Wanqiu is so amazing! What performance is the school planning to arrange for you?"

"Perform martial arts!"

"..."

The smile that had been on her face froze at that moment.

Not only Liu Changcun, but even An Zhaoran, who was behind him, showed a surprised expression.

Recently, An Zhaoran has been staying at Liu Changcun's home.

And he shared a room with the other party's daughter, Liu Wanqiu, who was standing in front of him.

An Zhaoran had experienced the strength of the little girl in front of her.

She still vividly remembers the slap that landed on her in her dream, while the other person muttered "smaller" as they did so.

After a long silence, Liu Changcun and An Zhaoran beside him exchanged a glance.

Only after that did he look at Liu Wanqiu in front of him again.

Looking at her daughter's excited expression.

"Performing martial arts... in what area?"

"Splitting the wooden planks!"

Raise your hand, bring your right index finger together, and chop it down hard in front of you.

Liu Wanqiu struck an unexpected pose, which made him look like someone with martial arts skills.

Seeing this, Liu Songyan, the older brother, remained extremely calm.

The father was busy with the shop business at first, and then frequently went to and from the TV station, so he hadn't noticed Liu Wanqiu's behavior recently.

He slowly got up from the sofa and came to his father and the others.

Looking at Liu Wanqiu, who was still maintaining her posture.

He began to explain.

"It seems she learned it from a comic book. Today when she was registering at school, she went up and practiced a bit, and then she was selected."

That's it! Ha~

With another turn and counterattack, Liu Wanqiu delivered a side kick.

Fortunately, Liu Songyan was alert and managed to dodge quickly, avoiding being kicked.

Liu Changcun looked at his two children in front of him.

His gaze fell primarily on his own daughter.

Despite being a girl, she has an extraordinary interest in martial arts.

However, seeing his daughter's excited expression, Liu Changcun was unwilling to say anything that would spoil the mood.

After offering a few words of praise, he asked if the children had eaten.

Because they got home a little late tonight, Liu Songyan and his sister Liu Wanqiu did not wait for their father to come home before eating.

She had finished washing up early, but only did so out of a desire to show off, and hurriedly put on a show after her father came home.

Now that she had finished showing off, Liu Wanqiu returned to her room.

Liu Songyan was left standing there alone, and soon he went back into the house.

Only Liu Changcun and An Zhaoran remained in the living room.

After returning to his seat at the table, Liu Changcun rubbed his slightly sore neck and looked at An Zhaoran, asking a question.

"Since the children have already eaten, let's just make do with whatever we have."

"..."

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it."

"I'll do it."

An Zhaoran saw Liu Changcun rubbing his neck.

Although the two had a big argument downstairs, they immediately became serious once they got home.

Upon hearing An Zhaoran's answer, Liu Changcun did not refuse.

After tasting An Zhaoran's cooking, he now acknowledges her culinary skills.

An Zhaoran, who used to never lift a finger, is now very experienced in housework.

He nodded silently in approval, but seeing that the other person showed no sign of leaving.

He was about to say something more, but before he could speak, he had already opened his mouth.

An Zhaoran slowly approached him from behind.

Soft hands landed on his neck, as if holding a rare treasure, and slender fingers gently kneaded the sore area of ​​his neck.

Although somewhat surprised, Liu Changcun only glanced at the other person before relaxing again.

"How about it?"

"Quite comfortable."

Without any intention of flattery, and feeling the force exerted by the other party, Liu Changcun gave the most honest evaluation.

I recalled my conversation with Anju Nan during the day.

Even now, Liu Changcun still learns from the other party the information that An Zhaoran did not say aloud.

That night... he took the drunk Anju Nan home.

Before parting, he told An Zhaoran, who came to see him off, that he no longer wanted to deceive the two elders.

An Zhaoran didn't say anything at that time, she just watched him leave.

It wasn't until she returned home that she finally confronted An Junan and Guo Yan about the truth.

The words An Junan spoke with a serious expression flashed through his mind, recalling An Junan's own description of his daughter's statement that she couldn't live without him.

At this moment, Liu Changcun understood An Zhaoran's intentions.

In a place unknown to him...

The woman behind him had already boldly expressed her feelings.

He suddenly felt a sense of admiration for An Zhaoran; her courage had exceeded his expectations.

Sitting quietly, Liu Changcun enjoyed the comfortable force coming from behind him.

He had been through a failed marriage.

I don't seem to be so resistant anymore.

(End of this chapter)