Chapter 202

"By the way, Xiao Su will sleep with me these nights—you sleep in your own room."

"Ah..."

"What do you mean, 'ah'?" Hu Fen glared at him. "Got a problem?"

"No, no." Qin Yun quickly waved his hands—how would he dare object? "Aren't you going to ask Su Huan? Maybe she doesn't..."

"Mm, I'll listen to Auntie."

Su Huan's words shattered Qin Yun's plan; he was deeply disappointed.

But while Hu Fen was in the shower, Su Huan leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Auntie still has to go to work, doesn't she?"

Hearing this, Qin Yun instantly perked up, grinning like an idiot—so much so that Su Huan blushed with indignation.

"I knew you were thinking about nothing but this all day—you beast."

"Hehe!" Qin Yun didn't defend himself. "A beast is better than a beast without a soul. You don't know how your fans were gushing during the live stream—they said you're as beautiful as a celestial fairy."

"That's exaggerated." Su Huan blushed, lightly swatting his arm.

"Not exaggerated." Qin Yun cupped her face and gazed down at her. "More beautiful than a celestial fairy."

Su Huan burst out laughing. "If you keep talking like this, I'll actually believe you. If I were truly more beautiful than a celestial fairy, why didn't you ever treat me differently before?"

"Before, I was blind and an idiot—let's not bring that up."

Qin Yun had no qualms about self-deprecation—he scolded himself without mercy.

"Oh, by the way, didn't a TV station contact you?"

Su Huan nodded. "Mm, several satellite channels came—Hunan TV, Tomato TV, Zhejiang TV—all the major ones, plus some local stations. But I turned them all down. I got busy and forgot to tell you."

"Are you interested? They said they can be reached anytime."

Qin Yun shook his head. "Not right now. It's better I declined. I'm not going into entertainment—I'll stick to my current foundation. People don't want to see me acting or singing. We need to know our place."

"Mm."

They didn't discuss this further. When Hu Fen finished showering, it was Su Huan's turn.

"Come here."

Hu Fen called Qin Yun into the room and said seriously: "When you go to Su Huan's house, be sensible. You two just started dating—don't sleep together at her place. That's basic respect. I know young people today do everything, but facts are facts, appearances are appearances—do you understand?"

Qin Yun hadn't thought that far—he figured since they were together, sharing a bed was normal.

But since his mother said it, he always listened to others' opinions and wouldn't argue. He nodded. "Mm, I understand. Don't worry, Mom."

Hu Fen sighed. "You blind fool—Su Huan is so wonderful, you've known her for years, and only now are you together. I don't know what's inside that wooden head of yours. Why did you waste so long with that Song girl? You were completely obsessed."

"Hehe, better late than never."

"You..." Hu Fen poked his head. "Su Huan told me she liked you since college. Don't betray her—such a good girl, you'll never find another like her."

"Mom, rest easy. I'll only ever have Su Huan in my life."

"Fine, I won't nag anymore. You're almost thirty, but it's not too late. Your father would be happy if he knew."

In the five or six days before the New Year, Qin Yun took Su Huan out for light sightseeing—didn't meet the elders, but introduced her to a few younger relatives.

Though they'd seen Su Huan's face on video, seeing her in person still shocked them.

"Big bro, you really hit the jackpot—your girlfriend's this gorgeous?"

Fang Xingzhi said enviously.

Fang Xingzhi was his aunt's son, but among their generation, he was the eldest. Fang Xingzhi ranked second; the third was his third aunt's daughter, Shao Meng; the fourth was Shen Jia, his youngest aunt's daughter; the fifth was Hu Di, his youngest uncle's son.

Except for him, who'd been married once, the eldest, Fang Xingzhi, had just graduated college; Shao Meng was still in college; Shen Jia and Hu Di were still in middle or high school.

Qin Yun boasted: "You don't get it—I'm handsome too. This is talent meeting beauty. Don't make it sound like I'm climbing up."

"Pfft!" Shao Meng sneered. "Think about your status—what else is it if not climbing up?"

"Exactly, exactly!"

Hu Di and Shen Jia immediately joined the same side.

"Enough!" Qin Yun snapped. "This meal's on me—show some respect to the paymaster."

"Sister-in-law, look!" Shen Jia immediately complained. "He's always treated us like this—because he started working earlier and has more money, he's always been cruel to us."

Su Huan didn't hesitate to betray Qin Yun: "Mm, if you ever need money, tell Sister-in-law—I'll send you red envelopes."

"Yay! Sister-in-law is awesome!"

After bonding with the younger ones, Qin Yun took Su Huan to meet a few friends from high school.

Before they knew it, it was the 29th day of the lunar year.

"Alright, Mom, we're checking in—go home now."

"Mm, Su Huan, text me when you get home, and say hello to your parents for me."

"Mm, Auntie, I will."

After Hu Fen left, they finished check-in and wandered casually around the terminal.

"Nervous?"

Their fingers intertwined, Su Huan shook his hand and asked.

"Hmph, not nervous. I'm not you—seeing parents makes you nervous."

Qin Yun didn't dare look at her—he was terribly guilty.

"Really? You don't care about me?" Su Huan said. "Only if you don't expect anything do you feel no nerves. Only if you don't care do you feel no expectation."

"I do care." Qin Yun quickly turned his head and saw her smirking. He sighed, reaching to ruffle her hair. "You just love exposing my act of calm."

"Hehe!" Su Huan let go of his hand and walked backward two steps. "Just thinking about you meeting my parents makes me happy. Ever since they found out we're together, they've been dying to meet you. You'd better behave well."

"Don't worry." Qin Yun patted his chest. "I've taken down Arctic wolves and knocked out brown bears. Trust me—your parents will be thrilled. If not, I can do a chest-crushing stunt right now."

"Get lost, you're not serious."

Looking at Su Huan's blooming smile, Qin Yun felt the same way.

He hoped she would be happy forever, never regretting choosing him to spend her life with.

"Ladies and gentlemen, hello! Passengers on Xiamen Airlines MF7006 to Chengde Puning, please note…"

With the announcement echoing, Qin Yun and Su Huan exchanged a glance and headed to the boarding gate to queue.

…

After a three-hour flight, the two quickly dragged their suitcases onto a ride-hailing car at Chengde Puning Airport, and within less than forty minutes, they stood at the entrance of Bifeng Jiayuan Community.

"Are you sure you're not nervous?"

"Don't mention it—I'm terrified."

Su Huan wanted to laugh but feared getting hit, so she held it in, scanned her face to unlock the community gate, and led Qin Yun, dragging their luggage, toward home.

The buildings here looked very old—probably over twenty years old—but the surrounding amenities were complete, likely very convenient, with a strong sense of daily life.

Inside the gate, residents came and went—some walking dogs, others pushing strollers. Young and old alike, the place buzzed with vitality.

"These buildings are over twenty years old; I moved here as a child. Though old, the environment is good, life is convenient, and most importantly, the prices aren't high."

Su Huan held Qin Yun's hand as she walked, explaining along the way.

"Hey… Huanhuan?"

Suddenly, a young mother pushing a stroller waved from afar, then hurried over with it.

"Xiaoyuan."

Su Huan's face lit up with surprise; she let go of Qin Yun's hand and rushed forward.

They embraced, then chattered away excitedly.

"That your boyfriend?"

Su Huan nodded: "Yeah, how's he? Handsome?"

"Stunning." The woman nodded vigorously, as if about to drool. "Good things come to those who wait—you finally caught a good one! I thought you came back so late this year because you were visiting his family?"

"Hehe, you've got a kid already—I had to hurry."

After chatting a while, Su Huan pulled Qin Yun over.

"Zheng Yuanyuan—my elementary, middle, and high school classmate, and neighbor," Su Huan introduced. "This is my boyfriend, Qin Yun."

"Hello."

For their first meeting, Qin Yun nodded and smiled.

For some reason, Zheng Yuanyuan blushed, grabbed Su Huan's arm, and whispered, "I'm so jealous—you found such a handsome guy. Tell me something bad about him, so I can feel better."

Su Huan thought seriously: "Besides being busy with work, he has no flaws."

"Agh, you're killing me."

After saying goodbye to Zheng Yuanyuan, the two quickly reached the base of a building.

"My place is on the top floor. Should I call my dad down to help with these suitcases?"

Qin Yun shook his head, lightly lifting both suitcases in either hand, glancing sideways at her: "Miss, did you forget your boyfriend has divine strength?"

Su Huan remembered something, blushed, turned her head away, then her eyes brightened.

"Dad, Mom."

Qin Yun's heart tightened as two middle-aged people stepped out from the stairwell. Their bearing was refined; no one could doubt their youthful looks—now, too, their beauty remained clearly visible.

"Huanhuan."

Su Changhe and Qin Ran knew their daughter and future son-in-law were arriving today; they'd been watching from the kitchen and came down immediately upon seeing them.

"Dad, Mom, this is my boyfriend, Qin Yun."

Qin Yun, carrying both suitcases, quickly greeted them: "Uncle, Auntie."

"Haha, hello, hello!" They greeted Qin Yun warmly, clearly pleased—especially Su Changhe, who marveled at Qin Yun lifting both suitcases effortlessly: "Little Qin, you've got real strength."

They had long known about Qin Yun—through their daughter's descriptions and livestreams; Su Huan had already told them everything about his past and present.

They didn't care that Qin Yun had been divorced.

Because they knew his background well—and according to Su Huan herself, her feelings for him had lasted ten years.

"Quickly upstairs—your aunt has already prepared the meal. Your grandpa, grandma, maternal grandma, and maternal grandpa are all here. Changhe, help Little Qin with his luggage."

"No need, no need, Auntie, these are light—I can carry them myself."

Qin Yun dared not let his future father-in-law carry them; the man looked refined and scholarly—clearly not used to heavy labor. If he strained his back, it would be terrible.

They went upstairs; Su Huan's grandparents and maternal grandparents greeted Qin Yun with warm enthusiasm.

The elders, seeing their granddaughter had found her place, beamed with joy.

While Su Huan went to call Hu Fen to report her safety, Qin Yun sat in the living room, obediently chatting with the older generations and answering their questions.

Su Changhe had no complaints about Qin Yun except for the danger of his job.

He was handsome, earned well, and his temperament and personality were gentle. Most importantly, given their daughter's nature, the fact she'd loved him so long proved he was good.

The more he looked, the more satisfied he became—and the more satisfied he became, the more he thought: why not get married soon?

"Your aunt retired last year; I still have five years left. But actually, she didn't want to retire—she had to make way for the younger generation."

Su Changhe and Qin Ran were both teachers—Su Changhe taught high school, Qin Ran taught middle school.

So while they weren't wealthy, their household conditions were truly good—otherwise, they couldn't have raised a girl like Su Huan: soft on the outside, refined within.