Chapter 1222 - 1222 1223 Get Married Early

Chapter 1222: Chapter 1223: Get Married Early Chapter 1222: Chapter 1223: Get Married Early But it was no longer the black thing with flowing light, replaced instead by a deep purple hairpin.

If he wasn’t mistaken, it was indeed a hairpin.

Furthermore, given how visibly guilty Chiang Xiao appeared, how could he not know that she had tampered with it?

Could she actually feel so guilty about it? Was that thing very important?

Chiang Xiao stared blankly at him, seeing indulgence and tolerance in his deep, dark eyes, and her heart was filled with indescribable mixed emotions.

She hadn’t expected Meng Xinian to have caught a glimpse of that half of the “Magic Brush” last time, and just now, with that one look, he had already spotted the difference.

That’s why she said, as soon as one saw that half of the “Magic Brush,” one’s attention would surely be drawn to it from then on.

The “Magic Brush” possessed such magical power.

“Brother Xinian…I…”

“All you have to tell me is whether the part you changed is very important to you?” Meng Xinian interrupted her.

Chiang Xiao immediately nodded.

Of course, it was important.

Meng Xinian then asked, “Does the change affect the G Family in any detrimental way?”

This question…

How was she supposed to answer it?

The brush had long been hers; even if she hadn’t altered the drawing, they wouldn’t have been able to obtain the “Magic Brush.” Since it had acknowledged her as its master, she felt it was fated to be hers—altered mural or not.

With that thought, Chiang Xiao shook her head, “No, there won’t be.”

Since she said so, Meng Xinian naturally believed her.

He kissed her forehead gently and said, “Then let’s leave it at that. I won’t tell anyone.”

Chiang Xiao breathed a great sigh of relief, “Thank you, Brother Xinian.”

Fortunately, he always trusted her.

Meng Xinian released his hand and chuckled softly, “You, always getting caught by me when you’re up to mischief, aren’t you?”

“I’m not really up to mischief…” Chiang Xiao weakly retorted.

Meng Xinian said, “I’ll make a note of this again. Just remember, you still have a year and a half.”

“A year and a half to what?”

“In a year and a half, I’ll submit our marriage application.”

He wasn’t worried at all now that his grandfather and Meng Chaojun would oppose their marriage. They probably wanted Chiang Xiao to become part of the Meng Family even more than he did.

After all, the old Meng estate was already in Chiang Xiao’s name.

If he didn’t marry Chiang Xiao, the house would no longer bear the Meng surname in the future.

Dare they object?

By now, they were probably eagerly awaiting Chiang Xiao turning eighteen. Before they got married, there was always some uncertainty about the house.

Meng Xinian knew exactly what Old Meng and Meng Chaojun were thinking.

At this moment, Old Meng was at home with nothing to do, flipping through a perpetual calendar.

Meng Chaojun was also home recuperating, bored out of his mind.

“After Little’s eighteenth birthday, January has no favorable days for marriage,” Old Meng sighed while flipping through the calendar, “Let me check February.”

“Is there anything at the beginning of February?” Meng Chaojun, who had intended to remain silent with a stern face, couldn’t help but interject upon hearing this.

“Do we need to rush it?” Duan Qingqing truly didn’t understand their thoughts.

Previously, Meng Chaojun had disagreed with their marriage, even saying that if Meng Xinian filed a marriage application, he would block it in his hands.

But how much time had passed since then?

Now he was eagerly looking forward to their marriage?

Now the father and son were already flipping through the calendar looking for good days a year and a half from now—and even considering January and February. Were they that impatient?

“It’s good to get married early,” Meng Chaojun added.