Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 35 has a very familiar plot.
An Zhaoran is 33 years old this year.

I'm in a very awkward age group.

In today's society, being over thirty and still unmarried is considered an older single person.

It's inevitable that she'll be pressured to get married.

Before she turned thirty, she could use the excuse of focusing on her career to get by.

However, as children grow older, such excuses may no longer convince their parents.

An Zhaoran does not want to get married.

In her view, the impact of a failed marriage is far-reaching.

She was in the bookstore at that moment, looking at the case study in front of her.

Liu Changcun was inside the cashier area, scrolling through the mouse with his back to himself, intently watching the screen.

Once such an outstanding student, she became just an ordinary person after marrying the wrong person.

He runs a bookstore that no one visits, clinging to his small plot of land.

The existence of Liu Changcun's case reinforced An Zhaoran's reluctance to get married.

However, her elders at home didn't care at all about why she didn't want to get married.

From a minor urgency worker to a major one now.

The pressure to get married is becoming increasingly intense, to the point that An Zhaoran is now unable to cope.

Unless one severs ties with their family, the pressure to get married is unlikely to slow down in the slightest.

Liu Changcun is very good-looking.

As someone who works at a television station, she rarely sees someone with such outstanding looks as Liu Changcun.

He is about 180 cm tall, which is quite tall for a man who is 170 cm tall.

With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, even a simple striped shirt looks like it belongs on a magazine cover model on him.

Looking at the figure in front of the computer, holding the eight walnuts the other party had bought.

An Zhaoran gripped the bottle tightly in her hand.

She pursed her lips.

Do you have plans to remarry?

"..."

The bookstore was completely silent.

Liu Changcun, who was moving the mouse, froze in his seat.

After a long while, he slowly turned his chair and looked at An Zhaoran, who was sitting behind him and hadn't uttered a sound for a long time.

"Who will you remarry?"

"I wanted to ask if you have any plans to start a new relationship."

"I have no such plans."

In his previous life, Liu Changcun was never married, and in this life, he has only recently divorced.

If he had any hope for marriage before, now that he has gone through his marriage with Lin Wanran, he has completely given up on the idea of ​​getting married.

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

Listening to Liu Changcun's unique statement, An Zhaoran, who was also a staunch advocate of not getting married, felt more and more that it was right.

Rather than gambling on whether a marriage based on human nature will bring happiness, she believes she can live happily on her own.

"Can you give me a hand?"

An Zhaoran's voice came through, which puzzled Liu Changcun, who was staring at her.

He had politely said that he would let me know if he needed anything, but I didn't expect that he would need my help so soon.

"I can help as long as you don't sell your soul."

"I need you."

"..."

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Liu Changcun blinked frequently, wondering if he had missed some words.

Seeing An Zhaoran's extremely serious and focused expression, he snapped out of his reverie and quietly sat up straight.

“Selling my body is not an option either. I knew the contract wasn’t that simple.”

"What are you thinking about?"

"Your meaning is quite clear, isn't it? Is someone trying to sexually harass me?"

"How can it be?!"

The tone rose considerably, and even the usually composed An Zhaoran couldn't maintain her composure after hearing Liu Changcun's words.

He gripped the eight walnuts tighter, seemingly angered by Liu Changcun's remarks.

"When do I want to go diving..."

He paused suddenly halfway through his speech.

An Zhaoran's rapid breathing gradually subsided, returning to normal after a few seconds.

"It's not the kind of busyness you're thinking of."

"Sure?"

"Ah."

Nodding heavily, An Zhaoran looked at Liu Changcun in front of her again.

Looking at the other person's face, which seemed unchanged from his memory, it now felt utterly unfamiliar. "Just have a meal with me, that's all."

"Who are you eating with?"

"The leaders at the station."

"what do I need to do?"

"Eat, drink, and answer yes."

"..."

Liu Changcun fell silent, feeling that things were not as simple as the other party had described.

An Zhaoran noticed her thoughtful expression and suddenly felt a little nervous, afraid that the other party would notice something.

"You don't want to? It's not like you'll lose anything."

"It's not that I'm unwilling, it's just that this plot feels a bit familiar."

What looks familiar?

"Is it because your family is pressuring you to get married, and you're using me as a shield? If so, this plot is just too awful."

"..."

I sat on a square plastic bench.

The short sentence made An Zhaoran freeze, and disbelief was almost overflowing in her eyes.

As someone who once considered Liu Changcun a rival, An Zhaoran knew that the other party was very intelligent.

But to her surprise, the other party was incredibly clever.

He guessed that?!

"But thinking about it carefully, it's unlikely. It's already said that you're having dinner with your boss, unless your parents are your bosses."

"..."

An Zhaoran avoided eye contact, nervously fidgeting with the beverage bottle in her hand.

“Miss An is a smart person, she wouldn’t make up such a flawed lie.”

"..."

Her face drooped, and without realizing it, her earlobes began to turn red.

"It's just a meal, there's no harm in it, and it also gives me a chance to get in touch with the station's leaders beforehand. Okay, I agree to help."

“That’s…that’s great…”

Why are you stuttering?

"Is there...is there..."

Intermittent words came from An Zhaoran's mouth.

At this moment, she was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear.

In just a few words, she was as if she were naked, standing in front of Liu Changcun, having been seen completely naked by him.

An Zhaoran couldn't stand it for even a second longer.

Upon hearing Liu Changcun's reply, he jumped up from the stool.

He hurriedly picked up his bag from the stage, walked around it, and said something in a low voice with his head down.

"The day after tomorrow, Sunday... I will let you know the location in advance."

"no problem."

"Goodbye."

"Leaving now? Aren't you going to have lunch?"

"..."

An Zhaoran did not respond to Liu Changcun's polite words this time.

They left the bookstore as if fleeing, without stopping.

Looking in the direction where the other person disappeared...

The figure that had just left returned once again.

"Dress more formally."

"Don't worry, Ms. An, I have a lot of experience in dining with leaders."

"Um……"

Stealing glances at Liu Changcun's bright, sunny smile, it seemed he had noticed everything.

An Zhaoran clutched her collar tightly, turned around, and quickly left.

Outside the shop, children from No. 16 Middle School rushed out after school, and some children were already calling for the owner from the doorway.

Liu Changcun also came out of the store and looked at An Zhaoran, who was waiting for a taxi on the street.

The other person seemed to notice the gaze and turned around again. After realizing it wasn't their imagination, they quickly picked up their bag and held it in front of them.

It seems they are using this method to hide it.

"Boss, I'll go first!"

The child's cries in front of him drew his attention, and Liu Changcun looked at the growing number of people gathering in front of the store.

Smiling happily.

"Don't push, one at a time!"

(End of this chapter)