Chapter 301
Gu Ran received the signal and only then felt relieved enough to lead the two elders back to the apartment.
"Um, Dad, Aunt Ye, in order to study and work well, I rented an apartment. Sister Zhenzhen and I just moved in a while ago."
Seeing his old man's weird and surprised look, he hurriedly added.
"One room for each of us, we don't disturb each other."
If Ye Zhenzhen were here and heard this, she would probably cringe so hard her toes would curl, and roll her eyes at Gu Ran while she was at it.
Gu Xiangcheng scanned his son up and down. It would be one thing if others didn't know him, but as his father, how could he not know his own kid?
Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Ye Shulian.
"Moving out is good! It's quiet and suitable for studying. Where do you live? Take me and your dad to see."
After saying that, she grabbed Gu Xiangcheng, who was still glaring fiercely at his son beside her, and walked out the door.
Gu Ran broke into a smile and quickly led the way.
"Alright, Aunt Ye, I'll take you there right now!"
At critical moments, he still had to rely on his Aunt Ye.
In the car, Gu Xiangcheng sat in the back seat. With Ye Shulian there, he didn't dare to ask questions, so he could only secretly glare at Gu Ran through the rearview mirror.
Gu Ran desperately avoided his father's gaze. With the natural suppression of their bloodline, he couldn't help but be afraid.
Ye Shulian took in all of their little movements, a polite smile always hanging on her lips.
She was both happy and worried in her heart.
They hadn't even graduated yet; they couldn't end up making a baby.
She would have to remind that girl Zhenzhen carefully later. They absolutely could not be careless.
Soon, the car parked steadily in the parking space under the apartment building.
Gu Ran quietly sent a message to the panicked girl upstairs.
[Silly Bear: The enemy has reached the battlefield, please get ready!]
Upstairs, the girl's phone vibrated, startling her even more since she was already nervous.
[Dr. Ye: ゞ◎Д◎ヾ]
Ye Zhenzhen was in a flurry, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Soon, the three of them went upstairs. Ye Zhenzhen took a deep breath, arranged the slippers neatly, and stood obediently at the door.
Her heart thumped wildly along with the sound of the lock turning.
Ye Shulian entered first. Fearing that Ye Zhenzhen was nervous, she held her daughter's hand and warmly asked about her well-being.
"Zhenzhen, are you tired from studying lately? Look at your little face, you've lost weight."
Ye Shulian looked at her daughter's face, which was obviously a bit rounder than when she first left home, and felt very satisfied in her heart.
It seemed that the boy Gu Ran was feeding Zhenzhen very well. Look at this little face, glowing with health~
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head guiltily and quickly turned around to pour water.
"Mom, I'm not tired, and I've been eating quite well..."
Using the excuse of touring the bedroom, Ye Shulian pulled Ye Zhenzhen into the room and swept her gaze around.
Finally, her eyes locked onto a small, not completely hidden wrapper under the bed.
It was a torn condom wrapper.
Ye Shulian's mind was as clear as a mirror, but as an experienced woman, she didn't point it out.
Poor Ye Zhenzhen still foolishly thought she had gotten away with it.
Ye Shulian pulled her daughter to sit on the edge of the bed and earnestly imparted her experience.
"Zhenzhen, men are like crops in the field; you have to beat them from time to time."
She patted the back of her daughter's hand and spoke meaningfully.
"You need to learn to give a slap and then offer a sweet date. That's the way to manage a husband. You can't let him get too carried away, you know?"
Ye Zhenzhen instantly understood her mother's underlying meaning. Her face flushed bright red in an instant, and she wished she could just bury her head in her chest.
"Mom... stop talking, I know the limits."
Seeing her daughter agree, though unsure if she really took it to heart, she patted her hand and didn't say anything more.
Outside, Gu Ran sat upright and still, looking at Gu Xiangcheng, whose eyes were sharp on the opposite sofa, his palms breaking out in a cold sweat.
I'm doomed!
Looking at his dad's eyes, it seemed like he couldn't hold back from drawing a sword.
Was he going to lose his life here today...
Just as Gu Ran's imagination was running wild, Gu Xiangcheng suddenly raised his hand, clenched his fist in the air, and then extended one finger.
The young man looked at the fist before him that clenched and unclenched, and his heart gradually relaxed.
Not bad...
He's not extremely angry.
Gu Xiangcheng looked at his somewhat nervous son in front of him and sighed.
We can't delay this anymore. The marriage of these two kids should be put on the agenda.
"Looking at this situation, there's no need to hide it anymore. This Chinese New Year, we'll lay our cards on the table with your Aunt Ye and discuss your engagement."
The young man looked at his biological father in surprise. He didn't expect that Lao Gu not only didn't hit him, but had even thought about the next steps.
Gu Xiangcheng glared at Gu Ran.
Brat!
"Don't look at me like that. You're going to become a family eventually anyway, so there's nothing wrong with it being a bit earlier. Prepare yourselves well."
The young man gave his old man a bright smile, walked over to Gu Xiangcheng, and hugged him before he could react.
"Thanks, Dad."
These three words were spoken with exceptional sincerity. Gu Xiangcheng was clearly caught off guard and almost couldn't maintain his stern expression.
The child had always been distant from his father, not to mention after growing up. Not fighting was already considered harmonious.
Gu Xiangcheng's eyes felt slightly sore. He coughed to cover up his unusual emotions and didn't push him away.
He placed one hand on Gu Ran's back and patted it gently.
"You're all grown up, what is this..."
The two shared a rare warm moment. Gu Xiangcheng was just about to say something else when he was interrupted by the sound of the door opening.
The father and son quickly separated. Gu Ran stood up straight and scratched his head.
Gu Xiangcheng made a fist and coughed against his mouth to hide his awkwardness.
The mother and daughter didn't notice anything unusual about the two outside. They walked into the living room, discussing what to eat later.
After the family had a lively meal together, the couple firmly refused to stay overnight in the spacious apartment.
Ye Shulian almost let it slip while changing her shoes in the entryway, and quickly covered it up with a cough.
"Ahem... we'll go stay in a hotel, so we won't disturb you young cou... ahem, you two 'siblings' from 'st-studying'."
Gu Ran pretended not to hear the deeper meaning in her words and attentively helped carry the luggage.
"Aunt Ye, let me book a hotel nearby for you."
Ye Shulian quickly pulled Gu Xiangcheng out of the apartment, leaving the space to the two young people.
The door closed. The two people inside were a bit unaccustomed to the suddenly quiet environment.
Gu Ran walked over and rubbed his girlfriend's head.
They didn't say anything, just looked at each other and smiled comfortably.
Early the next morning, the two elders didn't disturb the two kids and quietly boarded the train back to County A.
Gu Xiangcheng sat in the swaying train carriage, took out his phone, and sent a reporting text message to his son.
[We're on the train. You guys study hard, don't worry about us.]
Seeing Gu Ran's instant reply, "Stay safe, let me know when you get home."
Gu Xiangcheng grabbed his wife's hand, feeling deeply moved for a moment.
"The kids have really grown up. Now it's actually our turn to report our itineraries to them."
Ye Shulian leaned on her husband's shoulder and sighed with a smile.
"That's a good thing. It shows the kids care about us. It's a blessing."
The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of the peaceful warmth of the passing years and a profound affection that only they understood.
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