"What?! Xiaoling is pregnant?!"

Wen Bojun's eyes widened instantly, and Wen Chongshan, who had just been joking and laughing, was also shocked!

"Looks like you men really don't understand life at all!"

Liu Yeyun smiled, glanced at Zhou Manru, and said, "How can you be such a mother? You even noticed this, and you've had two children!"

"No... Mom, I didn't expect this either..."

Zhou Manru looked completely bewildered.

Of course, there were still more surprises than anything else.

Wen Chongshan rubbed his hands together. "So, does that mean I can hold my grandson?!"

"What a surprise! So none of you knew? This is a rare opportunity for me to come all this way, and there's this unexpected delight?"

Seeing that the group of people in front of him seemed to have just recovered, Chen Guodong had a happy look on his face, as if he had found it amusing.

"Uncle Chen, we really didn't know. And Xiao Ling, that child, didn't even tell us about something so important..."

After realizing what had happened, Wen Bojun smiled apologetically, then looked reproachful.

Liu Yeyun smiled and said, "But I don't think the children are planning to tell us about this yet."

"How could you not tell us about something as important as giving birth?! You could at least let me go and be with you!"

Zhou Manru, who belatedly realized she had been misled, also felt somewhat resentful.

But Wen Bojun sighed beside him, "Manru, Xiaoling doesn't want to say, don't you know why?"

"..."

The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became a little awkward.

The Wen family fell silent.

Chen Guodong looked at everyone thoughtfully, "What's wrong? After all these years, Xiaoling still hasn't resolved her feelings towards you?"

"Sigh, this child, she always says it's nothing, and she never likes to talk about anything we ask her. In the past year or so, she hasn't even called me once, and I don't dare to call and bother her..."

When this was mentioned, Zhou Manru sighed as always, her words tinged with a hint of complaint.

When this was mentioned, Wen Ling's grandfather, Wen Chongshan, remained silent. He glanced at Liu Yeyun, then simply sighed and said nothing.

Beside him, Chen Guodong glanced at Wen Chongshan and said earnestly, "I think you two should talk to Xiao Ran privately and ask him for help. I think Xiao Ling likes Xiao Ran quite a bit. If you ask him for help, Xiao Ling will understand these things. You are a proper family, what can't you talk about?"

"..."

Silence fell over the restaurant once again.

But outside the door, in the corridor.

Wen Ling took Jiang Ran's hand, and the two walked slowly along the bluestone path.

It was the dead of winter, and several wintersweet trees in the courtyard were in full bloom, their subtle fragrance wafting through the air. The cold winter wind made them seem even more refreshing.

Were you very nervous just now?

Holding Jiang Ran's hand, Wen Ling could feel that Jiang Ran's palms were sweating, even though the outside temperature wasn't high.

"A little."

Jiang Ran nodded honestly: "Your grandfather's comrade-in-arms had a gaze that seemed to see right through people."

"Grandpa Chen was a reconnaissance soldier," Wen Ling explained with a smile. "Judging people is his occupational hazard."

"..."

This profession was something he would never normally encounter. Jiang Ran's lips twitched. "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"Wouldn't you have been even more nervous if I had told you already?"

"..."

Makes sense.

Jiang Ran didn't say anything more, but quickened her pace a bit.

Wen Ling sensed his change, turned her head to look at him, and a small smile curved her lips. "What? Are you planning to run away because you're walking so fast?"

"...Why would I run away? Aren't I already tied to you?"

Jiang Ran turned around and stopped in her tracks.

"cut!"

Wen Ling snorted, somewhat arrogantly saying, "Even though we're bound together, you're still thinking about leaving me. Who knows if you'll leave me in the future?"

Everything that happened today was too fast and too sudden.

Jiang Ran's behavior, especially from this morning until now, has been far too compliant.

"Let's talk about it later. Who knows what the future holds?"

Jiang Ran casually agreed and stepped out of the villa.

He stood under the winter plum tree, the winter sun filtering through the sparse branches and shining on his suit, which was originally dark in color but had a bluish tint, giving it a somber and mature look.

Seeing this, Wen Ling's eyelashes trembled, and she took the initiative to move closer, unable to resist taking his hand.

Jiang Ran was startled when he was suddenly pulled back and turned to look at her.

Wen Ling didn't speak, but kept her head down, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

The atmosphere was inexplicably cold.

Looking down at her, Jiang Ran remained silent for a long time before asking, "Sister, you seem a little strange today."

"No, it's the same as usual, isn't it?"

Wen Ling looked up at him with some confusion.

Is it weird?

She didn't feel that way; she just felt like she was dreaming.

Before Wen Ling could react, Jiang Ran cupped her cheeks and said, "Sister, you're really bad at lying."

"...What?"

Wen Ling's cheeks flushed red, and she felt her ears burning.

"I'm telling you, you're a really bad liar, don't you know that? When you lie, your eyes unconsciously dart to the side."

Jiang Ran answered very seriously.

"Glance to the side..."

"Yeah, so what's wrong with you? I can tell you're not like usual."

Jiang Ran blinked and looked at her very seriously.

After being looked at so earnestly so many times, Wen Ling suddenly felt that maybe it wasn't such a big deal to actually say what she wanted to say...

"Yes, I feel like I'm dreaming today."

She murmured something, as if she had mustered her courage, and answered earnestly, "It really feels like a dream, because from this morning until now, it all feels like a dream. Last night I was very conflicted and worried. I didn't know what answer you would give after you woke up, and I never thought you would agree to me."

It all happened so fast.

And it was all so wonderful that Wen Ling started to get nervous, afraid of losing it all, afraid that it would all just be a pipe dream in the end.

"Oh, I see!"

Jiang Ran finally understood. He smiled and said, "But didn't I make this very clear this morning? Rather than both of us being upset, why don't we just talk about it and start dating? After all, who knows what the future holds?"

"I know that, oh dear..."

Wen Ling stamped her foot, looking rather cute. She seemed a little annoyed. "Anyway, it was too fast. You agreed too readily, without even a process. I really can't tell. What if you were lying to me? Uh?!"

Before Wen Ling could finish speaking, she saw Jiang Ran suddenly lower his head and kiss her forehead.

The moment the soft, yielding touch touched her, Wen Ling froze. She stared blankly at Jiang Ran, watching his lips suddenly curve into a smile. "How about this? This should prove I wasn't lying, right?"

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