CHAPTER 1063: 219 WILD IMAGINATION, REALLY EYE-STINGING

"Who said you have to be so stupid."

"You..." Zhuang Xiyue glared at him angrily, her small hand formed into a fist and punched him, "You’re doing this on purpose, making fun of me, aren’t you? You’re probably feeling all smug inside."

"Alright, alright, it’s all my fault, okay?" Yan Nanmo helplessly grabbed her small hand, placed it by his lips and kissed it, "Now that you know, are you still going to match Yan Ke with Yun Ya? Do you really want our Ah Song to be single for the rest of his life?"

Zhuang Xiyue huffed, "Then what, you want Gege to stay single for life?"

"Gege’s still young, besides, he and Yun Ya are just like brother and sister, if you force them to marry, you’re harming two kids."

Zhuang Xiyue thought for a long time, thinking about the hickey on Yun Ya’s neck, and then of Yan Song’s empty room, and her aloof, abstinent good son, who knows how he’s bullying Yun Ya now.

"He’s truly your son, just like you." Zhuang Xiyue scolded, suddenly feeling the arm around her waist tighten, she gasped, "Alright, alright, give you an inch and you take a mile."

"What kind of person... are you saying I am?"

"Lustful... ouch, that’s enough."

"Young people these days, doesn’t matter how much we care, let them be, if they end up with a little one, you’ll have to take responsibility as the mom."

At this point, a smile appeared on Zhuang Xiyue’s face, but she quickly frowned, "About grandpa... I’m afraid it’s a tough sell."

After all, Yun Ya’s background...

Although she doesn’t mind, it doesn’t mean grandpa doesn’t.

"So, does this mean you’re agreeing?" Yan Nanmo raised an eyebrow and asked.

Zhuang Xiyue glared at him, "Either way, she’ll be my daughter-in-law, just with a different son, what do I have to be unhappy about, it’s just that Ah Song’s the one benefiting." Her eyes and brows were full of smiles.

"But grandpa may not be able to accept Yun Ya’s background, what should we do?" This was Zhuang Xiyue’s biggest concern. Yan Ke didn’t have much responsibility, so the constraints on his marriage were smaller, but if it’s Ah Song, Yun Ya’s status is probably the biggest obstacle.

"You don’t have to worry about that, I’ll find a way to handle grandpa."

Zhuang Xiyue held his face and kissed him with a beaming smile, "Honey, you’re the best."

Yan Nanmo’s gaze suddenly became profound, and he flipped over, pressing her underneath.

Zhuang Xiyue, seeing this, hurriedly pushed him away, "Although I’d be happy to have a grandchild, young people should still practice restraint, especially your son, who inherited entirely from you, Yun Ya’s so thin and frail, I better go check on them...." With that, she swiftly turned off the bed, threw on a robe, and slipped out.

Yan Nanmo watched Zhuang Xiyue’s fleeing figure, unable to help but shake his head and chuckle, at her age, she’s still like a child, playful.

"Brother Yan, hurry up and leave, I want to sleep." Yun Ya yawned, pulled up the covers, and lay down. This pest couldn’t just leave, could he? This is his own home, Aunt Zhuang and Uncle Yan are next door, how can he be so bold.

Yun Ya was a bundle of nerves, worried that Aunt Zhuang might knock on the door any minute.

Yan Song stood at the bedhead, his tall body emanating a strong sense of oppression, and even though she was under the covers, Yun Ya couldn’t help having goosebumps.

"You get some rest, I’m leaving now."

Yun Ya internally chanted hallelujah, hurry and leave, hurry and leave...

Yun Ya heard the footsteps gradually fade away and the sound of a door opening, and she let out a sigh of relief.

"Mom...."

A bright voice suddenly called out, it was Yan Song using his full voice.

Mom...

Yun Ya’s mind went blank, holding the edge of the blanket tightly as cold sweat slowly seeped out.

It’s over...

"So late at night, why are you coming out of Yun Ya’s room?" Zhuang Xiyue’s voice was soft and gentle, but to Yun Ya, it felt like it was coming from afar.

"Just had a chat with her, I’m so sleepy, I’m going back to bed." The tone was incredibly calm, as if a grown man appearing in a young woman’s room in the middle of the night was nothing unusual. With that, he stepped away.

This guy sure can put on a show.

Watching Yan Song’s diminishing back, Zhuang Xiyue couldn’t help but curl her lips, then glanced at the closed room door, shaking her head with a chuckle, and turned back inside.

It seemed her worries were unnecessary. When a man is deeply in love with a woman, he wouldn’t bear to hurt her.

That night, some were joyful while others were anxious.

"What a mess, throw it all away for me."

Looking at the clothes and shoes scattered all over, Aunt Cui felt a bit helpless. She turned to instruct the maid at the door to tidy up, accompanying her words with a smile, she walked over and said, "These belong to Miss Hua and Miss Xing, they hadn’t gotten a chance to pack them. They don’t affect Miss Mingzhu. Miss Mingzhu has been running around all day, it’s late, have a good rest, you’ll need the energy for Old Master’s birthday banquet tomorrow."