Chapter 593

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Qianqian smiled faintly and said gently, "You try it first; I'll tell you the reason later."

Next, she gently pushed Ouyang Chengren, gesturing for him to take the bundle into the inner room to change.

Ouyang Chengren obediently picked up the bundle and walked into the inner room. As the door closed, the sound of clothes being removed came from the inner room, and images of Ouyang Chengren shirtless kept appearing in Qianqian's mind—his firm abs and sturdy build made her face involuntarily flush.

She quickly shook her head hard, trying to drive these messy thoughts from her mind.

"Oh no, how could I think such things? So embarrassing!" Qianqian muttered to herself, feeling her face grow hotter. Just as she was lost in wild thoughts, Ouyang Chengren had already come out from inside.

Only to see Ouyang Chengren's head of black hair tied high, cascading down his shoulders like a waterfall.

He wore a black Jin robe with wide sleeves, his clothes fluttering, as if an immortal had descended to the mortal world. The smooth, soft texture of the Jin robe made his skin look even fairer.

The silver auspicious cloud pattern on the hem of the robe was especially exquisite, as if carefully embroidered with silver thread, adding a touch of luxury to the whole garment.

Over the robe, Ouyang Chengren wore a white cloak, its edges trimmed with white fox fur, fluttering gently with his movements, further highlighting his noble bearing.

The strong contrast of black and white created a unique visual impact, making one feel both his cold aloofness and a hint of gentleness deep within his heart.

Qianqian was completely stunned, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "My taste is truly excellent!"

Yet she herself couldn't say clearly whether she meant Ouyang Chengren's clothes were beautiful, or that he himself was so charming. Just then, Ouyang Chengren's voice suddenly reached Qianqian's ears: "Wake up, Qianqian."

Qianqian came to herself as if waking from a dream, and found Ouyang Chengren looking at her curiously, asking, "How did you know my size?"

Qianqian said: "I just gestured to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper understood. Truly worthy of being in business; this outfit looks great on you!" Hearing her praise him, Ouyang Chengren couldn't help but feel his ears warm slightly.

He hurriedly changed the subject: "It's hot wearing the cloak indoors, I'll take it off first." Saying this, he untied the cloak.

At this moment Qianqian suddenly came to herself as if waking from a dream, remembering her true purpose for coming, and hurriedly said: "I've already told my family about you."

Hearing these words from Qianqian, Ouyang Chengren's body stiffened suddenly; he had been sitting casually, but instantly sat up straight.

His eyes stared fixedly at Qianqian, wanting to hear her continue.

Qianqian noticed Ouyang Chengren's change, so she did not pause, but continued: "Tonight my mother asks you to come to our home for dinner. At that time, they might ask you some questions, and might even deliberately make things difficult for you. But you must not get angry, okay."

Ouyang Chengren nodded and replied firmly: "Mm, I understand this."

Qianqian still seemed a bit uneasy; she hesitated slightly, then continued: "There's one more thing I want to tell you—you absolutely must not get angry."

Ouyang Chengren nodded again, indicating he was already mentally prepared.

Qianqian took a deep breath and finally mustered the courage to say those words: "Because my parents are especially reluctant to part with me, they hope I can find a son-in-law living with wife's family. At the time I was afraid they wouldn't agree to our matter, so I agreed first."

"However, don't worry; after we marry, we'll live in this house and won't live with them. And my parents are very good people; they absolutely won't let you be wronged, so rest assured."

Qianqian knew very well in her heart that Ouyang Chengren had spent these years campaigning outside, experiencing countless life-and-death situations, and his personality would definitely have some male chauvinism.

Asking him to be a son-in-law living with wife's family, he would most likely be unwilling, and might even quarrel with me because of it. So before coming, Qianqian had already thought it over carefully.

She decided not to live with her parents after marriage, but chose this house very close to home, separated by only one street. That way, her parents would definitely agree.

Although nominally Ouyang Chengren counts as a son-in-law living with wife's family, in actuality he wouldn't suffer any grievance.

Although Qianqian felt somewhat uneasy in her heart, she still decided to tell Ouyang Chengren her thoughts truthfully.

When she said these words, Ouyang Chengren did not get angry as she had imagined, but was unusually calm. He said not a word, which made Qianqian feel increasingly panicked.

Qianqian had originally imagined Ouyang Chengren might angrily quarrel with her, but at this moment he was so calm that it instead made Qianqian feel a bit afraid.

She couldn't help but reach out and tightly hold Ouyang Chengren's hand, saying softly: "Don't be angry; our most important goal is to be together. The days ahead are for us two to live together. What they say doesn't count, and they can't interfere in our affairs at all."

Looking at Qianqain's careful appearance, Ouyang Chengren couldn't help but feel a surge of helplessness and sighing in his heart. He knew that in the end, he had still compromised in this contest of feelings.

"Being a son-in-law living with wife's family is fine." Ouyang Chengren spoke slowly, a hint of helplessness in his voice, "After all, I am now just a penniless commoner. Such a choice is perhaps only natural."

Qianqian gazed at Ouyang Chengren, looking at his somewhat desolate expression, and felt a pang of sourness in her heart. She hurriedly said: "Don't say that. You've worked so hard in the first half of your life; in the second half, wouldn't it be nice to just lie flat and enjoy retirement? The family's Chanyan is enough for you to live comfortably, so don't think too much."

However, after hearing Qianqian's words, Ouyang Chengren did not feel much comfort.

He couldn't help but think of his former military life—those wind and rain, hardships and dangers—now all become passing clouds and smoke.

And now, he had fallen for a woman, but because of the pressure of reality, had to humbly choose to be a son-in-law living with wife's family—something he never dared to imagine before.

Seeing Ouyang Chengren still so dejected, Qianqian felt increasingly anxious. She suddenly stood up, walked without hesitation to Ouyang Chengren, and then plopped down onto his lap.

Ouyang Chengren's body suddenly became somewhat stiff, as if pinned by an invisible force. At this moment, Qianqian was tightly hugging his neck, as if afraid she would fall. The distance between them was so close that Ouyang Chengren could even feel Qianqian's breath and body heat.

This close contact made Ouyang Chengren's heartbeat involuntarily speed up, and his hand slowly rested on Qianqian's slender waist.

When his fingers touched Qianqian, he was surprised to discover that a woman's body was so soft.