Chapter 1430 - 1433_1

"I also agree with Yunyun’s opinion," Yang Chuxia added, "Qingrui is going to marry the Zhang Family girl, so it’s impossible that he doesn’t know about the Zhang family’s situation. The life that he will live in the future is his own, and he’s not afraid of the trouble, so what are you afraid of?"

"Sister is right!"

Persuaded by one daughter after another, Ms. Wang, who had been especially firm, also began to waver.

"Sigh, you two younger brothers must be here to collect debts," Ms. Wang sighed heavily, "Once Qingrui’s matter is settled, there’s still Qingtong’s to deal with."

Ms. Wang was a person who respected her children’s wishes. After being persuaded by her daughters, her affection for her son took over again, and the very next day, she finally let someone go to make inquiries.

Not feeling reassured by the good news from one source, she found several more people to make inquiries.

It wasn’t until then that Yang Qingrui’s marriage was finally settled, and the date was set for the day after Yang Chuxia’s full month celebration.

After Yang Qingrui’s marriage was officially decided, both families agreed to set the wedding for September.

As a result, Yang Chuxia’s original plan to travel to Shandong with Ye Zi’an after the baby’s full month celebration had to be postponed again.

"Sigh, it’s so hard to part with my dear daughter," Ye Zi’an murmured that night as he sat by the little bed, constantly playing with his little girl while sighing again and again.

"Why don’t you take her with you?"

"Ah?" Ye Zi’an looked at the little girl and seriously contemplated the feasibility. After a long time, he felt it wasn’t feasible; he would be too busy once he started his duties and wouldn’t be able to take care of the little girl. "Better not, let her go with my wife. After all, we’ll be seeing each other soon."

"Knowing that, what are you fussing about?" she asked, pushing him gently, "Hurry up and rest. You have to travel tomorrow."

"Will my wife sleep with me?"

"You sleep first; I’ll take these few pieces of clothing with us."

"We can still pack them in the morning," Ye Zi’an stubbornly pulled the clothing from her hands, then added despondently, "Wife, right after Qingrui’s wedding, you’ll immediately make your way to Shandong, okay? Don’t get too comfortable at home and not want to leave."

Without waiting for Yang Chuxia to reply, he grumbled, "That kid really doesn’t choose his times well. It’s bad enough he’s getting married, but he couldn’t pick another time?"

Yet Yang Chuxia laughed, "Give it a rest, will you? You know how hard it was for him to get married. Besides, he’s not getting married in December, which is already a good thing; otherwise, I’d have to leave after the New Year."

"So, should I be thanking him now?" Ye Zi’an said incredulously, "Couldn’t he have married in August?"

"It’s settled now, cut it out and go to sleep," she replied.

But Ye Zi’an remained displeased, tossing and turning alone in bed.

When Yang Chuxia got into bed, he let out a howl and pressed her down beneath him.

"Don’t start something you can’t finish; you’ll only make it worse for yourself."

"I know, can’t I just hold you?" he whined pathetically. Instantly, Yang Chuxia knew this man was feeling down and needed some comfort.

"Don’t worry, I promise you; the day after Qingrui gets married, we will head out," she reassured him.

"Remember your promise!" Ye Zi’an finally looked up.

"Of course!" Yang Chuxia laughed again, "And don’t forget to miss me!"

"Missing my wife has become a daily ritual; I don’t need to be reminded to keep my wife in my thoughts constantly," he cooed, his proficiency in sweet nothings evident.

But Yang Chuxia was a spoilsport, exclaiming, "Don’t—please don’t think of me all the time, especially not when you’re in the privy."

Instantly, Ye Zi’an’s expression darkened, growing a shade blacker.