Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 69 I Must Win Against Him at Least Once

Listening to the sounds coming from the kitchen.

An Zhaoran's gaze showed no sign of turning away.

Although she couldn't witness Liu Changcun preparing dinner, she could tell just by listening.

The man's knife skills were superb.

The clanging sound of chopping vegetables was just like the sound of my mother preparing vegetables at home.

Based on this alone, her opinion of Liu Changcun's cooking skills rose even higher.

Having left her parents and lived alone, An Zhaoran naturally understood the difficulty of cooking.

She had tried it before when she was at home.

Every time she picked up the cleaver, she either nearly cut her hand or cut the potato shreds into potato strips.

Liu Changcun is really quite capable.

An Zhaoran sighed from the bottom of her heart.

The fact that she could tolerate a woman as annoying as Lin Wanran for decades and raise her two children on her own was enough to make An Zhaoran look at her with new respect.

She has absolutely no way of dealing with children.

For example, right now, since she finished her self-introduction, she hasn't had any interaction with the little girl next to her named Liu Wanqiu.

He turned his gaze away from the kitchen and silently looked at the stiff-bodied girl beside him.

He observed Liu Wanqiu, who looked very much like his father.

After a long silence, he spoke up again, taking the initiative to start a conversation.

How are your grades in school?

"so so……"

"That's the only thing you didn't inherit from your father."

An Zhaoran's expression changed, and she blurted out without thinking.

She had already inquired about Liu Changcun's children's grades during their first meeting.

Neither his son, whom he had never met, nor his daughter, had inherited Liu Changcun's exceptional talent in academics.

It's nothing special; it must be Lin Wanran's genes that are holding it back.

The thought of Liu Changcun choosing to marry a woman like Lin Wanran inexplicably ignited a nameless rage within him.

She quickly composed herself, making sure she didn't show any signs of losing her composure in front of her child.

Taking a deep breath, An Zhaoran calmed down.

Looking at Liu Changcun, who seemed like a miniature version of himself, she thought for a while and then picked up the bag next to her.

He took out his wallet and pulled out two red banknotes without hesitation.

"I didn't have time to prepare a gift for our first meeting."

He handed over the banknotes, looking at the little girl who had been staring straight ahead but was now staring intently at them.

"Take it, buy whatever you like."

"..."

Her round, bright eyes were filled with shock; this was the first time the girl named Liu Wanqiu had ever seen such a grand gesture.

The red banknotes were too dazzling, and two stacked together shone even brighter.

It opened its mouth in shock, and after closing it several times, it could only make a "baba" sound.

Happiness came too suddenly, catching young Liu Wanqiu completely unprepared.

"Auntie... this, isn't this a bit inappropriate...?"

He said this while swallowing the saliva that was being secreted wildly in his mouth.

Liu Wanqiu tried her best to restrain her small hand from reaching out to take it.

Gritting his teeth, he steeled himself and averted his gaze.

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, she turned to the side, her small hands opening her trouser pockets, creating a natural container for holding banknotes.

"Dad will scold me if he finds out. This money... I... I can't take it!"

Having regained control of her body, Liu Wanqiu immediately covered the open pocket again.

He stared wide-eyed, panting heavily.

That's terrifying! She almost put the money in her pocket!

Fortunately, she remembered her father's teachings and was able to resist the temptation of money.

An Zhaoran, sitting next to him, was unaware of the brief internal struggle that ensued.

Just watching Liu Wanqiu open her pocket and then quickly cover it again...

After thinking it over, I also felt that giving money directly wasn't a safe bet.

Since that's the case, then I'll buy some gifts next time. I wonder what kind of things a little girl her age likes.

Put the money back into your wallet and toss it into your bag.

After this incident, Liu Wanqiu's attitude towards An Zhaoran was no longer as timid as before.

After all, this was the first time in her life she had ever met an aunt who could pull out so much money directly.

This is good, this is good...

Silently reciting the words to herself, Liu Wanqiu moved slightly closer to the other person.

Upon closer inspection, I was immediately struck by how beautiful she was.

When they first met, Liu Wanqiu didn't dare to take a good look at the other person because they weren't familiar with each other.

Now that we're a little more familiar with each other, I look at this new auntie who was brought home by my father.

My hair isn't particularly long, but it's not short either.

She has delicate features and soft facial lines.

Although he was expressionless, judging from the money incident that just happened, he seems to have a pretty good personality.

His eyes slowly moved down.

Observe the raised area.

Liu Wanqiu felt a pang of regret as her bright eyes dimmed slightly.

An Zhaoran in front of her was much older than her mother.

If she were a little younger... maybe she really would be the type of girl her father likes.

It's just a pity it's too big.

Seeing the little girl sighing in front of her, An Zhaoran was puzzled. But before she could ask, she heard the other girl ask a question.

"Auntie, what is your relationship with my dad?"

"Um... I guess we're classmates."

An Zhaoran answered truthfully, not understanding why the other party suddenly asked this question.

Seeing Liu Wanqiu lower her head and frown as she pondered after hearing the response, I noticed that she was deep in thought.

You can faintly hear the other person talking to themselves.

"Hi classmate...it's just too big..."

"What's too big?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Waving her little hand, Liu Wanqiu solemnly spread the rumors she believed to be true.

"It's just that my dad doesn't like things that are too big."

"..."

An Zhaoran looked puzzled.

She suddenly wondered if she had really been out of touch with new things for too long.

Not only does she sometimes not understand the words spoken by her peer Liu Changcun, but now she is also completely baffled by what an 11-year-old girl is saying.

Looking at Liu Wanqiu's regretful expression, An Zhaoran silently made up her mind.

She will definitely spend more time online after she gets home.

Explore new things...at the dinner table.

As dishes were served one after another, Liu Changcun, who had been busy for a long time, finally had a chance to catch his breath.

As the food was served, he also brought out the ice-cold beer, an essential part of summer.

Pull the tab on the can of beer, and with a hiss, gas bursts out of the bottle.

Just as he was about to take a sip, he suddenly remembered something.

Looking at An Zhaoran, who had been looking surprised ever since the dishes were served.

Do you need me to take you home later?

"Oh? No, that's alright."

An Zhaoran, who was in shock, quickly looked away from the table full of delicious food.

She had already anticipated Liu Changcun's culinary skills.

But when I actually saw them with my own eyes, I was still amazed by the delicious and visually appealing stir-fries.

This stir-fried shredded potato, this zucchini, this...

Thinking about her knife skills—being able to cut potato shreds into potato strips—An Zhaoran, a woman, felt a sense of defeat.

She hadn't felt this way in a long time.

It felt like I was back in the days of competitions and exams... that feeling of wonder at how the other person could be so proficient in every subject, accompanied by a deep sense of defeat that swept over me.

"Eat up, everyone must be hungry."

The man's words at the dinner table brought An Zhaoran back to reality.

Liu Wanqiu, who had already picked up her bowl and chopsticks, looked like a competitor waiting for the starting gun on a sports field.

Upon hearing his father's command, he immediately shoved the food into his mouth.

An Zhaoran, who hadn't touched her chopsticks yet, just watched as Liu Wanqiu ate at a speed that whetted the appetite of onlookers.

She usually doesn't eat much at night, but now that she's here, she's starting to feel hungry.

Just as I was about to pick up my chopsticks, I suddenly remembered something.

Looking at Liu Changcun, who had already started drinking beer, he asked in confusion.

"Aren't you waiting for your son?"

"He'll be staying a while after evening self-study, you eat first, I've saved some for him."

"Oh……"

Responding, An Zhaoran silently picked up a piece of potato and put the shredded potato into her mouth.

His eyes lit up immediately.

"It's so delicious!"

An Zhaoran swallowed slowly and deliberately, and his high praise came through.

Seeing Liu Changcun smiling as he picked up a can of beer and brought it to his lips.

When the other party came to his home to meet his parents last time, Liu Changcun did not drink alcohol because he had to drive away afterwards.

Seeing the other person taking a sip of beer and a bite of food, I felt a little curious and asked.

"Are you a good drinker?"

"Generally speaking, I don't drink baijiu (Chinese liquor) often, but I can drink a little beer."

"Oh~"

An Zhaoran, who was holding chopsticks, narrowed her eyes. After hearing the man's answer, she suddenly had a great idea.

To this day, the woman named An Zhaoran still harbors an obsession with winning against her opponent.

To be honest, she considers herself to have a pretty good alcohol tolerance.

She would occasionally have a drink at station gatherings.

To this day, there has never been a record of a hangover.

good chance!
The voice that welled up in her heart made An Zhaoran make up her mind.

After all, Liu Changcun just admitted that he doesn't drink much anymore, so it seems that his alcohol tolerance is not very high.

As long as we can drink him under the table.

"Hey hey hey..."

An Zhaoran couldn't help but laugh out loud again.

The sudden burst of laughter at the dining table drew the attention of the father and daughter.

Before the two could react, An Zhaoran, who was sitting down, suddenly revealed great confidence.

She raised her head slightly, facing the direction where Liu Changcun was.

He held chopsticks in his right hand and raised his left hand in a gesture of greeting.

"I'll drink with you; drinking alone is boring."

"you?"

Taking a sip of his beer, Liu Changcun asked with a hint of surprise.

"Are you a heavy drinker?"

"He should be a bit better than you."

"Yeah."

"What? Do you think I'm bragging?"

Liu Changcun's reaction was indifferent, which made An Zhaoran, who had been secretly laughing just now, feel slighted.

If at first it was just a thought, then after seeing the other party's dismissive attitude, it completely solidified the intention to compete with the other party.

"Forget it, don't get drunk and can't get home. Besides, you have to go to work tomorrow, and it won't be good if it affects your appearance on camera."

"Don't worry, I can really hold my liquor! Besides, it's not fun for you to drink alone..."

"Here you go."

Seeing that the other party was adamant and that persuasion had failed, Liu Changcun simply gave in to their attitude.

During his last shopping trip, he bought quite a lot of beer during a promotion. In the sweltering summer heat, ice-cold beer can indeed dispel the oppressive heat.

Watching An Zhaoran take the beer, pull the tab, and hand it to him.

He had no idea what the woman in front of him was thinking.

I reluctantly bumped into the other person.

An Zhaoran noticed the man's helpless expression at the dinner table and figured he was probably scared.

Just imagining Liu Changcun, who can't hold his liquor, falling fast asleep on the table...

With her eyes crinkling into crescents, An Zhaoran took a sip, secretly pleased with herself.

This time, she's determined to drink him under the table.

We must win at least once!
20:56 in the evening
Liu Songyan arrived at his doorstep after evening self-study.

Before I even used my key to open the door, I could vaguely hear noises coming from inside the house.

Standing at the door, I listened carefully for a while, but the loud noise was too indistinct, so I simply used my key to open the door and enter the house.

The moment the security door opened, the woman's indistinct voice could be heard.

It echoed in his living room.

"I hate you... Liu Changcun... I hate you so much..."

"Why, why do you always rank higher than me in exams...?"

"You know... I couldn't sleep every night back then... Just thinking about you made my head ache with anger..."

"Hehe...why aren't you saying anything?"

"Liu Changcun, say something!"

After changing into indoor slippers, Liu Songyan came to the dining table.

Looking at the pile of wine bottles on the table, and her father being held by the neck by a strange woman.

(End of this chapter)