1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 383 Tang Minghua's jokes, Jiang Ting's pride
At 1:30 in the afternoon, the streets were empty.

The afternoons between spring and winter are always exceptionally quiet.

People who were taking a spring nap have not yet woken up. The soft spring breeze on the street has gradually stopped. Even the sun is not as warm. The chill in the air is rising from below.

In the spacious living room.

A petite and slender girl stood quietly by the balcony window, admiring the pots of unknown flowers piled on the balcony floor.

Where the tender green leaves are clustered, tiny flower buds as small as beans have already sprouted.

"The spring flowers are in full bloom, in clusters! They will surely bloom beautifully in a while, so come and see them then... But these must be grown by Liu Xiaoli... Humph!"

Ning Wanjia looked at it for a long time before she came back to her senses and began to praise it. However, she soon realized that her Third Aunt certainly didn't have the leisure time to grow flowers, so she immediately snorted to express her disdain.

Another weak girl like this who only knows how to do these fancy things.

What's this!
How could she be outstanding and different from other girls like him?
I can build engines, design airplanes, and practice martial arts.

Ning Wanjia's narrow and beautiful almond-shaped eyes revealed a hint of resentment, but she still had a comparative mind.

Ning Wanjia came here with her mother today, because her third aunt did not come to our house to celebrate the New Year or give gifts during the Chinese New Year and the Lantern Festival. Even though her third uncle and she went to her house many times, her third aunt was either not at home or refused. Fortunately, she went to Cheng Kaiyan's house to celebrate the New Year and would not be lonely.

However, the old man and the old lady in the family were a little angry. But after being persuaded by everyone, they felt that it was not a good idea for her to come. It was not that they were not welcome, but they were mainly worried that she would feel uncomfortable in the Ning family.

So Ning Wanjia was asked to come often to deliver gifts and show concern for the situation.

Even if the Ning family's daughter-in-law is divorced, she is still a family member, just like the old man and Siqi.

Moreover, according to my third uncle Ning Ruzheng, he will still take care of my third aunt and treat her as a relative.

He also said that if he hadn't proposed the divorce, in fact, Third Aunt would never have thought of divorce at all.

Uncle San's attitude towards Aunt San greatly shook the old lady's attitude and also changed the attitudes of other people in the family.

This made Ning Wanjia feel much more relaxed. She didn't want to get involved in family matters, nor could she.

But she hopes that her relationship with her third aunt will be as close as possible, and she doesn't want to become estranged from her.

I am not here to give gifts today, and there are no festivals in March. I am here mainly to chat and talk about family matters.

Although the topics are relatively ordinary, it is this kind of casual and natural chatting that makes it easier to bring people closer together.

"I always feel that there is no difference between now and before at home, which is great."

The girl turned her head and looked at her mother and her third aunt sitting side by side on the sofa, chatting intimately. She felt inexplicably happy and had wild thoughts in her mind, and her head began to shake slightly.

Her hair was rather casual today. Her long black hair was tied with a red hair tie, but it didn't hold it in place very well. The hair at the back of the hair tie fell down like silk satin, with a dark gold and luster in the afternoon sun.

The tiny tip of her hair fell down to the girl's coccyx where her thin and slender waistline and the beautifully curved buttocks met.

Gently rocking and caressing as she moved.

Like spring flowers swaying in the wind, the tender green leaves gently stroke the delicate palms, causing a fleeting itch in the heart.

"The fifth of next month is Jia Jia's birthday. Don't forget it then, otherwise..."

"Got it. I won't forget it."

The two people on the sofa did not pay attention to Ning Wanjia. They were eating fruit pieces, watching the black and white TV, and chatting.

Tang Minghua looked closely at the beautiful woman who was so close to him, and vaguely felt some inexplicable changes in Jiang Ting. She smiled and joked, "I noticed that you look much better, Ting. Is it possible that you have changed so much since you left the cage of marriage?"

"Have it?"

Jiang Ting didn't pay attention to what she said next. She subconsciously touched her cold cheek and spoke in a light tone with some confusion.

To be honest, her rigorous, serious and cold personality may allow her to cope well in work and life.

But usually we don't pay attention to the small changes happening in ourselves.

"Of course, look at your pretty face. It was cold and pale before. It looked pretty, but it didn't have much color. Now it's white and rosy, giving people a very healthy feeling..."

Tang Ming moved closer and looked at Jiang Ting's face carefully, not missing a single detail, and compared it with the appearance in his memory.

"That's it."

Jiang Ting pursed her lips, and the corners of her lips slightly raised, as if she was thinking of something.

"There are other changes as well, such as his eyes and temperament. He was so cold before, but now he looks aloof, like an ice cube under the sun, showing some signs of melting."

Tang Minghua looked Jiang Ting up and down, and exclaimed in amazement.

"It may be because Xiaoli and Xiaoyan are around. Xiaoli usually goes out to class in the morning and comes back to cook in the afternoon. Xiaoyan comes to attend classes every other day. With them around, my life is quite fulfilling."

Jiang Ting nodded slightly and explained lightly, then reached out and picked up the cold teacup on the coffee table and took a sip.

"That's true..."

Tang Minghua nodded thoughtfully and said with emotion: "That's true. As the saying goes, loving someone is like raising flowers. Women are like flowers. They need sincere love, constant companionship, and gentle and meticulous care. Otherwise, no matter how beautiful the flower is, it will wither and die early."

"You have suffered so much over the years."

As Tang Minghua said this, he sighed and held Jiang Ting's slender and cold hand with guilt.

"I've gotten used to being alone."

Jiang Ting shook her head and said nothing. She really had no complaints or grievances. In fact, she had never thought about these things.

Perhaps it is because of the suffering in the first half of life that I have truly gained a...

Thinking of this beautiful woman who is as elegant and noble as an iceberg, my heart suddenly felt warm as if it was exposed to the sun, and as soft as the white clouds under the blue sky.

"Speaking of your Xiaoyan... Hey, why did you suddenly change your name?"

Tang Minghua thought about what she had dealt with in the past two days and was about to chat with her good sisters about their nephew, when she suddenly heard Jiang Ting's intimate and gentle voice and turned to ask.

"what happened?"

Jiang Ting's eyes narrowed slightly and she asked in confusion.

"This doesn't fit your style or your character."

Tang Minghua raised her hand to support her chin, her face full of suspicion.

You have to know that the time Jiang Ting allowed her to call her A Ting was the second year after Jiang Ting got married and they really got to know each other.

Moreover, A Ting used to call herself different names, such as Sister Tang, and later changed it to Sister Minghua.

"Just yelling."

The icy beauty said calmly without any explanation.

She would not compete with Xiaoli for a name, what she wanted was very simple.

"Tsk..."

Tang Minghua and she have been friends for more than ten years. When Jiang Ting said this, a kind of pride could be seen on her face and in her eyes.

I guess I'm thinking I can be called whatever I want, right?

Tang Minghua felt something was strange, but didn't think much about it.

I just think that Cheng Kaiyan is such a lucky guy. He is the only and the first man who can enter A Ting's heart.

Even though Ning Ruzheng had been married to A Ting for so many years, he had never gotten close to her.

"Perhaps this is the terrifying part of a hero saving a beauty. No matter if you are a high-ranking fairy concubine, a noble lady from a wealthy family, or a daughter of a rich family... you will meet a man who is willing to rush for you in the rainy night, climb over several mountains, risk his life to save you, block bullets for you, and lead away the enemy.

You must be worried about her, right?"

"Giggle!"

For the first time, Tang Minghua changed her dignified and elegant lady image, put her arms around Jiang Ting's plump and tight waist, and giggled teasingly.

With plump breasts, smooth black hair and a lithe body, her whole image is as vivid as a fluttering flower.

"nonsense!"

Jiang Ting's heart skipped a beat. She was startled at first, and then a little guilty. The icy beauty suppressed her pride and indifference and glared at Tang Minghua fiercely.

"You must have been right!"

Tang Minghua continued to insist.

Jiang Ting raised her hand with a cold look to hit her, but Tang Minghua refused.

So the two beautiful women with delicate bodies twisted and pinched each other on the sofa, making a mess.

"Mom! Stop talking nonsense!"

Ning Wanjia, who was not far away, naturally heard it all. She didn't know whether she was defending her third aunt or what, but she shouted angrily with her hands on her waist.

"Cough cough..."

The two people who were playing on the sofa immediately sat up straight and combed their hair and clothes in a dignified and elegant manner.

"..."

Tang Minghua rolled his eyes at Ning Wanjia and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Once a daughter has a man she likes, she will always turn her elbow outward, even if the other person has a partner who still doesn't like her.

Forget it, let’s talk about Cheng Kaiyan.

"By the way, your Xiaoyan has been very popular these days. An American publishing house has approached us and wants to publish his novel."

Tang Minghua spoke casually as she raised her jade-white little finger and stroked the hair beside her ear. Her every move was full of the charm and beauty of a mature woman.

"An American publisher wants to publish his novel?"

Jiang Ting's eyes lit up, and she subconsciously revealed a look of joy and pride.

"Yes, the publishing house is very sincere and sent the advance payment before we even signed the contract."

Tang Minghua smiled with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

Although she didn't really want to see him now because of her daughter's matter, she had to admit that such young talents were really rare.

He is both civil and martial, and values ​​friendship and loyalty.

"It should be a small publishing house. They are probably optimistic about Xiaoyan's sincerity in her work. The manuscript fee system abroad is much more advanced and complete than that in China. They also have royalties."

Jiang Ting had contact with some publishing houses when she was studying abroad. At that time, she often wrote articles for some authoritative newspapers in Germany to earn royalties to make a living, so she was very familiar with it.

"I see. However, in recent years, apart from literary masters like Ba Lao and Mao Lao who have the ability to publish their works abroad, Cheng Kaiyan is really the first among young writers. He is quite impressive. His royalties are as high as 4,000 US dollars!"

Tang Minghua nodded and praised.

"Four thousand dollars..."

Jiang Ting proudly raised her snowy nipples, her beautiful eyes shining brightly, and she felt proud of Cheng Kaiyan.

Of course, she quickly suppressed it, not wanting Tang Minghua to see her emotions, so she said calmly:
"Four thousand dollars is actually nothing. According to the American tiered royalty system, the first print run would only be five thousand copies."

"A simple calculation?"

Tang Minghua couldn't help but click his tongue. Is this mental arithmetic?
But the first print run was indeed 5,000.

The girl on the balcony heard the two people talking about Cheng Kaiyan and his works being published abroad.

So he walked over with brisk steps, sat down next to his mother, and asked softly, "What are you talking about?"

"What are we talking about? Liu Xiaoli and her boyfriend."

Tang Minghua deliberately provoked her daughter.

"..."

Ning Wanjia gritted her teeth, her chest heaving with anger, but her flat breasts remained unmoved.

"All right……"

Jiang Ting slapped Sister Minghua in a reproachful manner. She knew that Jia Jia still had feelings for Xiao Yan, but she still insisted on provoking her.

She hopes that even if they can't be together, everyone can get along well and be nice to each other. At least they can't fight to the death when they meet, right?

"Hehe, I'm just trying to dispel someone's fantasy. You don't know that I took Cheng Kaiyan's contract back to review it yesterday. When this girl found out, she insisted that I..."

Tang Minghua snorted and explained with dissatisfaction.

"nonsense!"

Ning Wanjia glared at him, and the girl's pretty and delicate face turned red as if blood was dripping.

But before Tang Minghua could finish her words, there were footsteps and the sound of keys rattling outside the door.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all guessed the possibility.

Cheng Kaiyan is here?
Jiang Ting reached her white fingers into her long sleeves and touched the cold bracelet on her wrist.

Ning Wanjia took a few deep breaths and looked at the TV calmly, as if she didn't care at all, but the corner of her eyes quietly drifted towards the door.

"Speak of the devil and he'll appear. I'll go open the door."

Tang Minghua stood up, then stared at his daughter with a sneer until her face turned red and she was so angry that she was about to bite someone, then he gave up and turned to open the door.

Click...

Cheng Kaiyan was looking for the key when suddenly he saw the door open. He thought it was his aunt, so he subconsciously called out,

"Aunt! I have good news for you... uh... Aunt Tang? Why are you here?"

Cheng Kaiyan looked at Tang Minghua with half joy and half surprise.

"Why can't I come? Are you afraid that I will disturb you and your aunt?"

Tang Minghua crossed her arms across her chest, her expression indifferent, and she returned to her dignified and elegant image.

"Of course not... It's just the right time for you to come. I just wanted to thank you."

Cheng Kaiyan shook his head calmly.

"Come in, we're talking about you."

Tang Minghua waved her hands. Of course, she was joking. She had never thought about the relationship between Jiang Ting and Cheng Kaiyan in that way.

What I said to Jiang Ting just now was just a joke. I felt that even a woman like Jiang Ting who was cold and aloof from others would have a man who cared about her. There was no ambiguity in the word "caring" here.

(End of this chapter)