Married to the Protagonist

That’s right. Plus, father, we need to head back later. Yan Cheng needs to drive.” Chen Jinyao sighed and followed along.

Father Chen remained silent for a few seconds before raising his voice. “You’re going back? Why? It’s not like there aren’t rooms in the house.”

“I need to work tomorrow.” She was a bit helpless. “This is too far from the clinic.”

She felt as if she needed to overcome any obstacles thrown at her.

What was scary was that she couldn’t even resolve the issue. “It’s not like you can’t drive.”

The old stubborn man was incredibly fixated on his wine-tasting.

You couldn’t even convince him. The moment you do, he’d glare at you.

After this intermission.

There was a delighted atmosphere on the dining table.

But after Chen Jinlin hinted at Chen Jinyao by winking, she gradually noticed what was wrong. For example, the dishes on the table, especially the ones in front of Yan Cheng and her, were tonics. Even more, Mother Chen kept on putting food on their plates, enthusiastically ladling mutton soup for Yan Cheng.

After he finished a bowl, she’d ladle another bowl for him.

“Mother, these…” She pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

Mother Chen interrupted, “Aren’t you afraid of the cold? Eat some more.”

“…” I am cold, but if you have anything against me, take it out on me. Why do you have to implicate the innocent? Chen Jinyao choked as if something was in her throat. She looked over and secretly gazed at Yan Cheng only to see him placing the bowl down with red ear tips. He seemed to enjoy the soup. She stared at his stomach for a while, his stomach a bit swelled up. The corner of her lips couldn’t help but twitch. Chen Jinyao leaned against him and whispered, “Don’t drink too much of that.”

Yan Cheng understood immediately, and then was delighted. He whispered and purposely blew in Chen Jinyao’s ears. His breath was moist and reeked of alcohol. “You’re scared?”

“Yes, I’m scared that you’d explode right where you are.” She responded.

“Tech.” Hearing this, Yan Cheng recovered his lazy expression and gently laughed, acting like a pervert. “Don’t be scared. Don’t I have you?”

Chen Jinyao knitted her brows, confused.

“You’re my extinguisher.”

“…”

Although she couldn’t hear their whispers, Mother Chen could vaguely tell that the two were talking intimately. They were quite harmonious. Therefore, she was less worried, thinking that the couple was planning on living properly together.

She thought about it before swallowing her words back into her stomach.

Lately, there had been rumors about the two of them and the Huo Family. She couldn’t help but worry, regretting the fact that she had persisted on arranging blind dates for her daughter and marrying her off hastily just like that in order to stop her daughter from eyeing a married man, thus leading to this awkward situation.

She designed this “Feast at Hongmen.” Although she seemed a bit despicable, her original intention was hoping that her daughter and her son-in-law would live properly.

“Yaoyao, you guys aren’t that young anymore.” However, she still hinted at this. Mother Chen silently observed them and pondered for a bit before exclaiming eagerly, “Have you guys thought about having kids?” She had traditional thoughts. When the outside world said that Yan and Chen Family’s marriage couldn’t last for long, she was worried and wanted to do something about it.

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As for children, it was a way to maintain marriage.

The topic shift was too sudden and stiff, but at the same time, it verified what Chen Jinlin meant by “mourning.” Yan Cheng was almost burned by the mutton after hearing the sudden words. He tossed the mutton back into the soup, and held in. He lifted his eyes and thought about it before naughtily tossing the hot potato back to Chen Jinyao. “I’m fine whenever. This depends on Jinyao. I respect her.”

Hearing this, the Chen Parents nodded in satisfaction.

After that, their gazes fell on Chen Jinyao.

“…” Chen Jinyao just shoved a mouthful of rice into her mouth and she almost spat that out.

Meanwhile, Chen Jinlin acted like this had nothing to do with her. She didn’t even bother to hide her joy. She pursed her lips and clutched her stomach, laughing out loud.

Mother Chen felt as if she had to give some loyal advice again. “Yaoyao, you’re not that young anymore.”

The atmosphere on the table changed and it didn’t seem as harmonious as before.