They watched a comedy film.
The three sat side by side, snacking and creating a lively atmosphere.
Qiao Xinyue exclaimed with envy, "The lives of the wealthy are truly luxurious, having a cinema at home."
Wen Xuanyuan teased, "Don't worry, once you marry in, all of this will be yours."
"..."
Qiao Xinyue's face flushed, leaving her speechless.
Whenever she felt shy, she couldn't speak.
"Xinyue is a bit bashful, don't tease her."
Gong Zhijing said, pausing, her voice full of laughter.
"Speaking of which, you must be thrilled today, your smile is practically splitting your ears."
Wen Xuanyuan chuckled proudly, "Of course. My Li Bowen finally opened up and sent me flowers. He didn't even forget my mom, he really made me proud."
Gong Zhijing smiled without a word, naturally not mentioning that she had been the one to remind him. As long as Wen Xuanyuan was happy, that was all that mattered.
"Of course, it can't compare to your Ling Yuchen, who actually planted such a vast sea of flowers for you."
Wen Xuanyuan's tone was full of admiration.
Gong Zhijing chuckled, "Be content. Your Li Bowen practically treats you like a revered ancestor."
"That's right, how dare he treat me badly!" Wen Xuanyuan raised her eyebrows triumphantly, her smile exceptionally sweet.
"In a while, Ling Yuchen will also come to my family to propose. You must come too."
Gong Zhijing couldn't help but smile, especially when she recalled the scene of Ling Yuchen's proposal yesterday.
"I'll definitely be there!!" Wen Xuanyuan was naturally happy for Gong Zhijing.
"You already have a child, and you're not even engaged or married yet! It really is time to arrange it."
Gong Zhijing said casually, "Well, we've already gotten the marriage certificate, this is just a formality."
"Even so, what girl doesn't want to have a grand wedding!" Wen Xuanyuan rested her chin on her hands, her eyes full of dreams.
The two fell silent, then quietly gazed at the screen before them, the background music enveloping them.
An exceptionally romantic scene unfolded on screen.
The male and female protagonists shared a passionate kiss, as if the air itself was filled with pink bubbles.
Watching a romance film in this atmosphere was just perfect.
By the time the movie ended, it was already afternoon.
Gong Zhijing, mindful of her daughter, returned early, taking Qiao Xinyue with her.
Since returning from her travels abroad, Qiao Xinyue had found an internship at a company and rented an apartment nearby.
She often went on dates with Wen Yan whenever she had free time, and it had been a while since she last visited Ouma.
After the two of them left, Wen Xuanyuan was taken to live with the Li family by Li Bowen for a period of time.
After the baby was born, they would have the wedding and engagement ceremony. However, they were planning to get their marriage certificate soon.
After everyone had left.
The Wen family became remarkably quiet, a stark contrast to the earlier liveliness.
Father and Mother Wen felt a pang of emptiness, already missing their daughter who had just departed.
In the car, Wen Xuanyuan's mood was a little down.
Although she was happy to be with Li Bowen, she was also reluctant to leave her parents.
Especially the thought of moving to the Li family's old residence made her feel even more dejected.
If only she could move to Linglu Mountain, then she could keep Gong Zhijing company.
But she knew that Li Bowen's parents would never agree, nor would her own parents.
Li Bowen noticed her downcast expression and naturally guessed some of her thoughts.
"It's okay, I'll take you back to Linglu Mountain in a few days."
Wen Xuanyuan looked at him with surprise and asked, "How did you know what I was thinking?"
It was written all over her face, how could he not guess?
She hadn't smiled since getting in the car, going from bright to gloomy – it was too obvious.
Li Bowen reached out and stroked her head, comforting her, "It's because you don't know anyone at the old residence, so you wouldn't like it.
And at Linglu Mountain, you have your best friend, and it's close to your parents' home."
Wen Xuanyuan couldn't help but smile, but it quickly faltered.
"Will your parents agree? My parents definitely won't be at ease either."
"Don't worry, my mother will come and live with us, and it will be convenient to take care of you. Of course, if you don't want her to come, we can hire more nannies."
Wen Xuanyuan certainly didn't want that. Although Li Bowen's mother was very kind, she was still an elder.
Living with an elder would not be comfortable.
Wen Xuanyuan's thoughts were all written on her face, she was very simple and easy to guess.
Li Bowen pulled her into his arms and said gently, "Then we'll live by ourselves. We'll hire more nannies to take care of you, and I'll always be with you."
"You're so good."
The weight on her heart lifted.
Wen Xuanyuan instantly became happy.
Starting today, she would embark on a new life, with many new identities: a mother, a wife, and a daughter-in-law.
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Gong Zhijing and Qiao Xinyue returned to Linglu Mountain together, with Han Xiao still driving.
Qiao Xinyue greeted Han Xiao naturally, and then they had no further interaction.
Clearly, she had truly let go, and both of them had found their own happiness.
Qiao Xinyue held her phone the entire way, her face beaming with a sweet smile, her eyes brimming with happiness.
It was clear she was chatting with Wen Yan.
Gong Zhijing, bored, stared out the window. She and Ling Yuchen seemed to have skipped the passionate dating phase and moved directly into cohabitation, married life.
Despite that, she felt that the sweetness between her and Ling Yuchen was no less than anyone else's.
Qiao Xinyue was so engrossed in her phone chat that the scenery outside blurred past.
When she finally came to her senses, they were already at the doorstep of home.
She then said regretfully, "I forgot to look at the sea of flowers, how annoying..." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
She had been looking forward to seeing it before they returned, wanting to experience the grandeur, but she had missed it?
Gong Zhijing complained with disdain, "You're glued to your phone, how can you see anything else?"
Qiao Xinyue chuckled, and thinking of Wen Yan, blushed again.
"Let's go, home!"
She coaxingly linked her arm with Gong Zhijing's and pulled her inside.
Gong Zhijing knew she was shy, so she didn't make things difficult for her.
As the two entered the house, it was surprisingly quiet.
Ling Yuchen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, a laptop on his lap, his long fingers elegantly tapping on the keyboard.
Gong Ye sat on the other side, playing with his phone.
Both of them looked towards the door simultaneously. Seeing it was them, Gong Ye reminded them, "Leyou just fell asleep, be quiet."
Ling Yuchen simply gave Gong Zhijing a deep look before returning his gaze to the computer.
"I'm going to check on Leyou."
Gong Zhijing knew he was busy, so she wanted to see her daughter first.
As for Qiao Xinyue, after greeting Gong Ye and Ling Yuchen, she went to find Ouma.
Ouma spent most of her time in the kitchen.
She didn't know yet that Qiao Xinyue had returned.