So all the wives were waiting for me to break up with them.

Yesterday, Ning Chutang was quite aggressive, saying "Don't even think about it," but today she arranged to meet Zhou You and Ning Moxin, so something must have happened during that time.

A private room in a teahouse.

Zhou You and Ning Chutang sat facing each other. Ning Moxin persuaded the female tea master who was making tea to leave and took over making tea herself.

“Father-in-law, I have heard about the matter from Mo Xin.”

Zhou You took the tea that Ning Moxin handed him and sipped it. "I've already spoken to Mingyue about it."

He paid a heavy price to persuade Yunmingyue.

Zhou You subconsciously rubbed his lower back; deals worth hundreds of millions were indeed not easy to negotiate.

"What are your conditions?" Ning Chutang asked expressionlessly. Of course, he didn't think Zhou You would help him without asking for anything in return.

His relationship with his son-in-law, Zhou You, was not good at all.

"Um……"

Zhou You sipped his tea and pondered for a moment, then gently shook his head and said something very true: "I don't think I need you, Father-in-law, in any way."

The Ning family wields immense power, but to him, they are now dispensable.

Upon hearing this, Ning Chutang's expression turned extremely grim. Zhou You's current attitude perfectly echoed her words from the Qingming Festival: "You're not as amazing as you think."

He doesn't need to ask you, Ning Chutang, for anything; on the contrary, it's you, Ning Chutang, who are now asking him for something.

Zhou You's gaze swept over Ning Chutang's gloomy face; he was also deep in thought.

He would most likely help with this, since Ning Moxin would definitely be affected if something happened to the Ning family. But if he helped Ning Chutang without asking for anything in return, he would feel uncomfortable.

"Well... I'd like to take this opportunity to ask you a question, Father-in-law."

“You speak,” Ning Chutang said, looking at him with a stern face.

Zhou You was used to Ning Chutang's rigid manner, so he went straight to the point, "Father-in-law, do you think you're a competent father?"

If Ning Moxin's personality is an unexpected consequence of her desire for her daughter to succeed, then what about Ning Qiyu?

Both daughters have serious psychological problems; it can't all be attributed to accidents, can it?

Clearly, the real problem lies with Ning Chutang, the father.

Ning Chutang remained silent, while Ning Moxin beside him slowly stopped what she was doing, turned her head, and quietly gazed at Ning Chutang.

Zhou You put down his teacup, straightened his back, and demanded in an exceptionally serious manner, "I think you know the answer to this question yourself. I just want you to say those words to Mo Xin in person."

Ning Moxin's gaze, which had been fixed on Ning Chutang, shifted to Zhou You, her clear eyes sparkling.

Before she knew it, Xiao You had grown into an adult who could protect her from the wind and rain.

…………

About half an hour has passed.

Zhou You is currently outside the private room, while Ning Chutang and Ning Moxin remain inside the teahouse private room for a private conversation.

A private conversation with Ning Moxin was one of Ning Chutang's conditions, and after much consideration, Zhou You agreed.

Click~~

Ning Chutang opened the door, walked out of the private room with a blank expression, didn't even glance at Zhou You, and left without saying a word.

Zhou You didn't pay much attention to Ning Chutang leaving. He looked at the half-closed door, walked forward, and gently pushed it open.

Inside the private room, Ning Moxin sat alone, her head slightly lowered, making it impossible to see the expression on her face.

"Sister Mo." Zhou You approached, his voice full of concern.

"Little You~~"

Ning Moxin raised her head, opened her arms, and looked hopefully into her slightly reddened eyes. "Hug me."

"Okay, sure." Zhou You pulled Ning Moxin into his arms without hesitation.

“Sister Mo, it’s okay. Before, you could only bear it all alone and had no one to ask for help. Now you have me.”

"No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you. Whenever and wherever you need me, I will be there immediately."

Ning Moxin slowly wrapped her arms around Zhou You's waist, pressed her beautiful face against his strong chest, and felt the warmth emanating from his body. She felt a sense of peace and couldn't help but smile softly.

"Xiao You, you're really reliable now. With you by my side, I feel so safe and relaxed."

Zhou You simply patted Ning Moxin's back gently.

430. Not daring to speak loudly

"Can you spend the whole day with me today?"

Ning Moxin tilted her head back from Zhou You's embrace, her eyes sparkling; she seemed unable to hold back any longer.

Before Zhou You could answer, she pleaded sweetly, "Just let me be willful this once, please~~"

It's a once-in-a-lifetime event, so it's okay for her to be a little willful, right?

“…Alright.” Zhou You nodded in agreement.

The two left the teahouse, each sent a message in their group chat, and then silenced their phones. Ning Moxin held Zhou You's hand, a smile on her lips.

After walking for a while, Ning Moxin pressed her pretty face against his arm and said, "I've prepared a very special Qixi Festival gift for you, Xiao You. Are you looking forward to it?"

"Very special? How special?" Zhou You asked, looking like a curious child.

“It’s probably one of a kind in the world.” Ning Moxin blinked playfully. “It’s such a special gift that I’ll never be able to give it again.”

With today's advanced technology, we can repair and patch things up, but a repaired product is never the same as the original.

"Is it that precious?" Zhou You asked with a hint of anticipation. "Hearing you say that, Sister Mo, I'm actually a little worried that my gift might be too ordinary."

Once bitten, twice shy. After giving Ning Moxin a little notebook for Valentine's Day last time, she kept teasing him about it. So this time for Qixi Festival, he wouldn't dare to give her anything indiscriminately.

"It's fine if it's ordinary. I'm just happy that you gave me a gift, Xiaoyou," Ning Moxin replied with a light smile.

Actually, gifts don't matter. Being together is what matters. When you're with him, every scene you pass by is a different kind of scenery.

The two stopped outside a shopping mall.

Zhou You felt his pocket and took out... several very pretty key knots.

The knotted rope is handmade, exquisitely woven, and tied with a small jade-colored bead, with tassels scattered at the bottom.

Without batting an eye, he pinched one of them and put the others back in his pocket.

He has more than one girlfriend, so isn't it normal for him to carry several gifts with him?

"Xiao You, did you make these yourself?" Ning Moxin ignored the fact that Zhou You was carrying several gifts; it was normal in this family and nothing strange about it.

"Yes, I learned it by watching videos when I have free time," Zhou You replied lightly. "Sister Mo, do you like it?"

"Of course I like it."

Ning Moxin raised her fair and slender wrist. "Could you help me put it on?"

Zhou You held her delicate little hand and kissed it. A tingling, ticklish sensation spread through her skin. After being kissed by him, she no longer felt too shy. After all, he had kissed her there through the fabric just a few days ago.

Hmm...maybe from today onwards we won't have to wear fabric anymore. The thought makes me a little shy, but it's also sweet and exciting.

He picked up the knot and carefully tied it around her wrist.

"Xiao You, from now on I'm tied to you, you have to take responsibility for me." Ning Moxin stared at him with her clear, beautiful eyes, saying something with a double meaning.

"You'll never escape in this lifetime."

Zhou You took the opportunity to put his arm around her slender shoulders and half-embrace her in his arms.

People come and go outside the mall. Although Ning Moxin always likes to seek thrills with Zhou You, if you pay close attention, you will find that she never shows affection to him in public.

However, this time she didn't flinch; instead, she threw herself into his arms, ignoring the stares of passersby, and let him hold her.

Even if someone sees her being intimate with a student and then exposes it, saying she lacks professional ethics, she will accept it.

She no longer wanted to be Xiaoyou's teacher; she wanted to be his wife, his wife alone.

"Sister Mo, what is your gift?" Zhou You lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

He's given his gift; now it's Ningmo's turn to feel good.

"Don't be impatient."

Ning Moxin rubbed her forehead against his chest and said softly, "I'll give you the gift when it gets a little darker. I promise you won't be disappointed."

"Hmm... Is it that mysterious? Sister Mo, it's not some kind of undergarment you wore, is it?"

Zhou You guessed that the main reason was that Ning Moxin's actions felt completely natural and made people think that she was indeed the Mo sister.

"...Don't talk nonsense!" Ning Moxin patted him lightly, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed. Her gift was clearly that, how could a mere piece of underwear compare?

"Give me a present quickly, I can't wait!"

"No! Absolutely not in broad daylight!"

"Is it really necessary to wait until night? I think daytime is just fine."

"That's not good..."

Ning Moxin rolled her eyes at him. What did he take her for? She would never do something like this, openly flaunting her relationship in broad daylight.

At least, if it doesn't work the first time, it'll feel pretty exciting later on... so you can try it once in a while.

"Okay, okay." Zhou You could tell that Ning Moxin was really annoyed, and he became even more curious about what the gift she was talking about was.

To ease the tension, he changed the subject, "Sister Mo, do you know why the Qixi Festival is also called the Qiqiao Festival?"

"Hmm." Ning Moxin nodded. Having read extensively, she certainly knew, and probably knew even more than Zhou You.

Zhou You, unable to maintain his pretentious act, stubbornly continued, "The Qixi Festival is a time to pray to the Weaver Girl for marital happiness and a harmonious family. In the past, marriage was a lifelong event that determined a girl's happiness, so devoted women would pray to the stars on the night of Qixi for a happy and fulfilling marriage..."

"The number seven in Qixi Festival also has its own meaning. At the age of seven, a girl's kidney energy is at its peak, her baby teeth are changing and her hair is growing longer. At the age of fourteen, her Tian Gui (menstrual blood) arrives, her Ren meridian is open, and she can give birth. At the age of twenty-one, her kidney energy is balanced..."

Even the single character "seven" in Qixi Festival carries profound meaning; this is the essence of a traditional Chinese festival!

Ning Moxin smiled and listened quietly to him. The two walked hand in hand into the mall. Before they had been shopping for long, they ran into two acquaintances.

Tang An'an, the president of the Ink Support Club, and her best friend, Hua Pingping, the secretary of the Ink Support Club.

"Teacher Ning! Student Zhou!" Tang An'an, wearing hot pants, with her curvy figure, waved to the two of them.