Jiang Liu hesitated for a moment, then nodded. In truth, he didnât feel tired at all.
Usually, heâd already be feeling sleepy at this hour...
But today, he was full of energy.
âCould it be the effect of the Spiritual Enhancement?â
Jiang Liu was also completely clueless about the reward from the Divine Book.
Plus, with so much going on, he hadnât had a moment to quiet his mind and think about it.
âWhatever,â he thought. âNo use overthinking it. I just need to focus on whatâs in front of me.â
Jiang Liu took the pillow heâd brought, placed it on the chair, and lay down comfortably. He closed his eyes and was asleep in no time.
The more energized he felt, the easier it was to fall into a peaceful sleep.
The kitchen.
Jun Qingmeng and Tongtong were diligently bottling the watermelon juice.
The finished juices were neatly arranged in the refrigerated display, waiting to be chosen by customers.
Tongtong whispered, "Qing... Mommy, Daddyâs asleep."
Jun Qingmeng glanced up. "Heâs sleeping soundly. Letâs be quiet and not disturb your daddy. Heâs very tired. We agreed weâd spoil your dad together."
Tongtong nodded emphatically. "Your little sweetie has received the order!"
The two of them were as careful as could be, trying to avoid making any noise.
Before long, all four hundred bottles of juice were filled.
Tongtong let out a yawn.
"Baby Jiang is sleepy. She wants to nap for a little while, okay?"
"Then do you want to nap in your daddyâs arms?" Jun Qingmeng whispered, gesturing toward Jiang Liu.
"Ah..." Tongtong bit her finger, conflicted. "But Daddyâs asleep. I donât want to wake him up."
"Then Iâll hold you."
"Hehe, okay!"
Tongtong snuggled into Jun Qingmengâs embrace, resting her head on her chest.
In less than a minute, her breathing became even.
Jun Qingmeng looked at the two sleeping figures, a beautiful smile playing on her lips.
Her face beamed with happiness.
The people she cared about most were right here with her.
âThis is perfect!â
Jun Qingmeng downloaded a relationship app on her phone.
She wanted to start documenting their time together from the very moment they became a couple.
August 17, 2020, 2:00... accompanied by a photo from their life.
The customers outside were quiet. There was only the patter of raindrops hitting the air conditionerâs outer casing and falling on umbrellas.
Jun Qingmeng gently held Jiang Liuâs hand and took a picture, which she sent to both Lin Qiu and Guo Jia.
She had to share her happiness with more people!
Lin Qiu was on a bus and replied, half-doubting, "Whatâs the progress? Are you holding hands? Or not yet."
Jun Qingmeng replied, "Yes, Mother-in-law! I just confessed to Jiang Liu, and he said yes."
Lin Qiu suddenly sat bolt upright, overjoyed. "Good, good, good! My foolish boy has finally given me one less thing to worry about!"
Lin Qiu sent a voice message directly: "Qingmeng, my dear girl, youâve had it rough. From now on, if Liuâer does anything to make you angry, donât just suffer by yourself. Tell me, and Iâll back you up!"
A warmth spread through Jun Qingmengâs heart, and her gaze upon Jiang Liu became even more predatory.
She had confidence now!
Somewhere in his dreams, a certain someone shivered.
"Thank you, Mother-in-law. Youâre the best! Mwah!"
"(Heart emoji) You child, you have such a wonderful personality. With you looking after Liuâer and Tongtong, I can finally rest easy as a mother."
After replying to the message, Lin Qiu turned and shook a sleeping Jiang Dahai awake.
Jiang Dahaiâs eyes were hazy. He was still dreaming of being a majestic vice-captain.
"...What is it?"
"Good news! Qingmeng and your son are officially together!"
"What!!"
All of Jiang Dahaiâs sleepiness vanished. He grabbed the armrest, nearly shooting to his feet. "Youâre not pulling my leg, are you?"
"What do you think?"
"Are you sure?"
"Qingmeng told me herself."
Jiang Dahai was ecstatic. He looked like he wanted to pace back and forth.
The Jiang Familyâs lineage could continue! Finally, they wouldnât be left with just a single heir!
"Announce it in the group chat! Iâm treating everyone when we get home! Call all the relatives from the Jiang Family and your side, too. I can also show off my promotion while weâre at it, haha. Oh, right, we have to buy Qingmeng some gold and silver jewelry..."
Worldâs Number Two Delicacies Shop.
Jiang Liu and Tongtong slept in the exact same wayâoccasionally letting out a snore, occasionally smacking their lips, sometimes even in sync. Truly father and daughter.
Jun Qingmeng got up, pulled the roll-up door halfway down, and sat back on the chair with Tongtong in her arms, her gaze resting gently on Jiang Liu.
No matter how much she looked, it wasnât enough.
She wanted to brand the image of Jiang Liu into her heart so she could look at him forever.
Just then, Guo Jia saw the messages on her phone during a bathroom break.
Jun Qingmeng: [Photo]
Jun Qingmeng: "Good news, Jiang Liu accepted my confession! From now on, please address me as Madam Jiang! (Wink)"
Shock!
Ecstasy.
She almost dropped her phone.
Guo Jia immediately asked, "For real? You didnât just Photoshop a picture to fool me, did you?"
Jun Qingmeng replied, "Believe it or not!!!"
Guo Jia believed her. She typed back, overcome with excitement, "HOLY SHIT!! I love you to death, you did great! As a reward, bring home a hundred buns!!"
âI can finally mooch food off her every day from now on!â
âAnd do it openly and justifiably! Hmph!â
"Now that you two are together, donât forget your bestie! Sheâs still at home waiting for a certain gorgeous girl to feed her!"
Jun Qingmeng: "Okay. From now on, however much you want to eat, Iâll bring it for you. But it depends on whether Jiang Liu is tired or not."
Guo Jia was in a great mood.
Ignoring the question marks flooding the chat in her livestream, she kept fiddling with her phone. "Youâre so love-struck. I bet on your deathbed youâll still be worrying if your boyfriend has eaten yet, right?"
âSeriously, sheâs completely boyfriend-obsessed!â
She suddenly thought of something, and her expression instantly turned serious:
"So, when are you planning to tell your dad about this? Or are you just going to hide it forever and avoid the issue?"
A minute passed.
Jun Qingmeng replied, "Weâll see. Before I got together with Jiang Liu, all I thought about was being with him. I never thought about what would happen after. Now I really have to figure out how to handle my dad. If he doesnât approve, itâs going to be a bit tricky."
Guo Jia replied, "Your dad is old-fashioned and demanding. Plus, your family has such a huge company and youâre the only daughter. I bet your dad definitely wonât want you to be with Jiang Liu."
Her mood soured again.
âMy meal ticket!â
âDonât fly away now that youâre in my grasp!â
ăMeanwhile.ă
ăElsewhere.ă
In the most prosperous central area of Qinghe District.
The streets bustled with traffic, and white-collar workers hurried to and fro, their expressions rushed.
On the commercial street, several huge screens were playing advertisements.
A luxurious, unbranded storefront was up for sublease.
Yang Yixue, carrying a new blue HermĂšs bag, got out of her car and headed straight for the luxurious storefront.
She had rented it an hour ago.
She had started negotiating the price two days ago, and it was only finalized today.
She pushed open the glass door with its golden handle and walked into the restaurant.
The restaurant was huge, over a hundred square meters, with more than sixty tables and numerous crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.
In the center, there was also a performance stage.
Yang Yixue was renting this shop for sixty thousand a month.
After some haggling, she had also paid the previous owner a two-hundred-fifty-thousand subsidy for the renovation costs.
Otherwise, with such nice decor, they would have torn it all down rather than leave it for her.
Yang Yixue quickly walked into the back kitchen.
At that moment, Old Xiang was busy working with his two apprentices.
"Youâre back, President Yang? How did the survey of the neighborhood go?"
"Not bad. There are a ton of office buildings around here, plus two high-end residential complexes. Generally speaking, there are a lot of working-class people."
Yang Yixue quickly added, "Are the buns ready? You have to follow the recipe Jiang Liu provided to the letter. You watched him make them before, didnât you? There shouldnât be any problem, right?"
At the mention of the buns, Yang Yixueâs breathing quickened noticeably, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on the bag in her hand.