Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 81 Paving the Way for the Son-in-Law

Liu Changcun was unclear about An Zhaoran's sudden return.

Until he saw the other party's father coming downstairs to throw out the trash.

Anju South spotted a vehicle with its headlights on.

Carrying a garbage bag, he walked past his daughter, first heading towards a nearby garbage can, then throwing away the garbage he was carrying, and then turning around and walking towards his vehicle.

Liu Changcun witnessed the scene before him, his gaze first falling on An Zhaoran at the building entrance, watching as she raised her hand to cover her face, as if she couldn't bear to face what was about to happen.

Then he focused his attention on Anju Nan, who was walking towards him.

They watched as the other person approached the car.

"Xiao Liu, why haven't you come over to my house lately?"

"uncle."

He called out, rolled up all the car windows, turned off the engine, got out of the car, and stopped in front of An Junan, who was asking him a question.

He was humble and polite, explaining with a smile.

"I've been so busy with the film crew lately that I haven't been able to get away. I was planning to visit you and Auntie in a few days, but after dropping Ranran off today, I was worried that you two should be resting by now, so I didn't plan to come and bother you."

"What kind of disturbance is this?"

An Junan glared at her, putting on airs of a station director.

She raised her hand and patted the man's shoulder, then pinched his arm again.

solid.

"From now on, we'll all be family. It would be more awkward if we didn't see each other often."

"That's what you said."

"Since you're already here, why not come upstairs and have a cup of tea before you leave?"

An Junan turned around and glanced at An Zhaoran, who was hiding. He saw that most of the other person's body was hidden inside the building, with only his head sticking out.

He turned back to look at Liu Changcun again, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

Their daughter was so well protected by the elderly couple.

She excelled academically in school, but after entering the workforce, she lacked social skills and didn't compete for any of the many positions available at the station; instead, she chose to become a weather anchor.

His daily work is so limited; he just leaves on time and doesn't do anything productive as a father.

To this day, he still doesn't know whose personality his daughter inherited from.

He's over thirty and doesn't think about starting a family. Instead, he stays at home all day, living a monotonous life.

When the family lived together before, An Junan, as the father, could still say a few words to her.

Who knew that the girl had quite a temper? She bought an apartment on her own, and you could only see her during festivals; otherwise, you couldn't see her at all.

Now, after much difficulty, we've finally brought a living, breathing person home.

The father thought that as long as the man's character was good, he would never object.

Who would have thought that his daughter would give him such a big surprise this time.

The man in front of them, named Liu Changcun, was not only handsome, but also had a personality that won the hearts of the elderly couple.

When he got home today, he learned about Liu Changcun's family problems from his wife, Guo Yan.

Although his parents passed away early, the thought of this child being able to buy a house and open a bookstore through his own efforts is still touching.

Having seen too many situations, An Junan couldn't help but look at him with new respect.

She's much better than my own daughter no matter how you look at it.

An Junan's smiling face caught Liu Changcun's eye, and he felt that the lie seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

If An Zhaoran came from an ordinary family, it wouldn't be a problem, but unfortunately, her father is the director of a television station.

How many people who can sit in this position are easy to talk to?
If he finds out the truth...

Just thinking about it gave Liu Changcun a headache.

"Uncle, I think..."

"Let's go, hurry upstairs."

Liu Changcun wanted to struggle a little more, but An Junan in front of him did not give him any chance to refuse.

Since we've already said all that, it would be impolite to refuse now.

Liu Changcun and Anju walked towards the entrance of the south-facing building.

An Zhaoran, who had been secretly observing, quickly returned to normal and obediently gave up her place, letting An Junan, who had come up to her, go first.

Peeking out, I saw my father walk to the elevator.

Turning around, she hurriedly walked towards Liu Changcun behind her, grabbed the man's arm, leaned closer, and used her other hand as a shield to cover her mouth while whispering something.

Why did you agree?

"Your dad didn't give me a chance to refuse."

Liu Changcun also lowered his head and lowered his voice, just like the other person.

Hearing the man's answer, An Zhaoran suddenly felt anxious.

She glanced back at her father, who was still waiting for the elevator, and then spoke up to remind him.

"Run while he's not looking!"

"..."

“If we go upstairs later, he’ll definitely ask all sorts of questions again, and who knows what nonsense he might say.”

As a daughter, An Zhaoran knew her father's temper all too well.

In the whole world, only her mother could control him; the eccentric old man wouldn't submit to anyone.

Liu Changcun remained silent.

He looked at An Zhaoran, who had given the advice.

If he really sneaks away as the other party said, putting aside the question of whether such a departure without saying goodbye is polite, he is still waiting for his share of the profits from the drama "The Temptation to Go Home," which is still being filmed!
If we completely offend Anju Nan, the station director, we'll lose our money?

"Since you're already here, why don't you come upstairs and have a seat?"

"No, we'll be exposed!"

"If I run away, that would be truly exposing myself."

"..."

Falling into silence, An Zhaoran realized this.

The incident happened so suddenly that she didn't have much time to react.

If she had known her father would be going downstairs to throw out the trash at this time, she should have gotten out of the car and walked home herself when she got to the entrance of the community.

It was too late for regrets now; An Zhaoran frantically searched for a solution.

They were racking their brains to come up with a solution that would satisfy both sides.

An anxious expression appeared on her face.

Liu Changcun, standing in front of him, saw it all clearly.

Whether it was due to nervousness or some other reason, An Zhaoran tightened her grip on her hand. Liu Changcun noticed this and instead raised her other hand, gently prying the other's hand away.

Hold it with your hand behind your back.

"Don't worry, leave everything to me. Have you forgotten how professional I am?"

"..."

With her eyes lowered, she stared at the hand that was being held.

He stood there stunned for a moment, just staring at the two holding hands.

"Let's go, the elevator's here."

Taking the first step, Liu Changcun led the unresponsive An Zhaoran toward the elevator.

Anju Nan, who had turned her back earlier, also glanced back quietly. When she noticed the two approaching, she quickly looked away and focused on the open elevator door in front of her.

This elevator was clearly an aftermarket addition.

Considering that most of the residents here are elderly and have difficulty moving around, each household contributed some money to have an elevator installed.

The three entered the elevator, and An Junan raised his hand and pressed the button for his floor.

Standing at the doorway, just as he turned around, he saw the two people's hands clasped tightly together.

An Junan turned his back, and as he smiled, wrinkles appeared on his face.

As the director of the television station, he is traditional and nostalgic, but he is not an old-fashioned person who opposes everything.

He generally approves of new projects launched by the station as long as they help increase the station's ratings.

It can be said that Anju Nan is traditional in his daily life, but also enjoys exploring new things at work.

Now that their daughter has brought the man home, the couple has met and approved of each other. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the man behind her will become their son-in-law in the future.

It's already a done deal, so of course he wouldn't interfere or break up the couple.

Elevator arrives.

The three arrived at the door, and An Junan took out his key and opened the door.

As soon as he entered the house, he called out towards the living room.

"Make a pot of tea, the same kind I had last time."

"..."

Guo Yan, who was waiting in front of the TV to watch "The Temptation of Going Home," looked displeased. Just as she was about to respond, she looked up at the door and immediately saw the three people entering the room.

Her gaze went directly past her husband of many years to Liu Changcun, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, and to her daughter, whose head was bowed and face was slightly flushed.

Looking down, I could see the two people holding hands.

"I'll go make some tea!"

Whether it was because she was too happy or too excited, Guo Yan spoke very loudly.

It was only after hearing this that Liu Changcun realized who An Zhaoran had taken after.

With a broad smile, Guo Yan hurriedly got up from her seat and left.

An Junan, who had already changed his shoes, turned around and looked behind him at his daughter's face, which was as red as a monkey's bottom.

"Cough cough."

He coughed twice.

"It's one thing for you two young people to be affectionate in private, but don't do this at home."

"No, sorry."

Liu Changcun pretended to have just noticed and hurriedly let go of the hand he was holding.

This reaction, in An Junan's eyes, only further solidified his good impression of Liu Changcun.

It seems that her daughter and Xiao Liu are making good progress.

They're so engrossed in holding hands; it must be because her mother has been having Ranran deliver meals to them a lot lately.

An Junan smiled and instructed her daughter to help get the slippers.

After seeing the two people change, he led them into the living room.

Sitting on the Chinese-style sofa, even though there were cushions on the wooden sofa, it still felt a bit uncomfortable.

Liu Changcun tried his best to keep his back straight while glancing at An Zhaoran, who was sitting next to him.

"I'm not going to let Ranran broadcast the weather forecast anymore."

"..."

An Junan's voice rang out in the living room, and An Zhaoran, who had been sitting obediently next to Liu Changcun, immediately realized what was happening.

He hurriedly turned to face his father and asked with a look of surprise.

"Dad! You fired me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why would I fire you?"

With a glare, An Junan shouted angrily.

An Zhaoran, surprised, saw her father's serious expression and opened her mouth several times as if to say something, but in the end she obediently kept her mouth shut.

An Junan shifted his gaze from his daughter to Liu Changcun beside him.

“It’s not a long-term solution for Ranran to just drift along in the station all day. I’m planning to give Ranran a new position and start a new program. We’ll test the waters on the public channel first, and if it’s well-received, we can move her up to a satellite channel.”

Listening to An's father's remarks, Liu Changcun was puzzled as to why the other party was telling him this.

He simply nodded silently in agreement with the other party's decision.

"Xiao Liu, that drama has good ratings. If the subsequent episodes are also well received, we will arrange more sponsorship for you."

"Thank you uncle."

"We'll all be family from now on, no need to be so polite."

An Junan's serious expression vanished, and he smiled as he looked at Liu Changcun beside him.

"After this drama of yours is finished, come to the station to help Ranran. After you join, we will pay for your social insurance and housing fund, so you will have a stable job."

My parents died early, and I didn't have any close relatives to help me.

Anju Nan believes that buying a house and opening a bookstore through his own efforts is definitely not an easy thing.

Now he has even written his own script, and the ratings after it was filmed are quite good.

After all, judging from the current trend, it's only a matter of time before Liu Changcun and his daughter get married.

He has a flawless appearance and a great personality.

For Anju Nan, who was used to seeing people of bad character, family matters were the least of her problems; good character was the most precious thing.

Clearly, Liu Changcun perfectly met his requirements.

"So, do you agree with my suggestion?"

Looking at Liu Changcun, who did not respond, An Junan asked with a smile.

(End of this chapter)