Chapter 179 - 179 142 The Last Chance

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179: Chapter 142 The Last Chance 179: Chapter 142 The Last Chance The second watch of the night arrived. Nuan’s writing won’t be cruel, please believe me, I can’t give any spoilers, but I can assure you, the engagement will be set soon, the wedding will happen not long after, and more fantastic developments are certainly to come after the marriage. As for the female lead’s progression, there will be an opportunity for her to clarify her direction going forward. ————————————————————– After seeing off the Lin family members, Old Master Zhou returned to the bedroom and saw Old Madam Zhou leaning against the headboard, absentmindedly holding a photo of Zhou Mikang and Ye Meiru. He sighed helplessly, “Why torture yourself like this?” Old Madam Zhou carefully tucked the photo into a book and closed her eyes while leaning back against the headboard, her face clouded with sadness, “I still think Meiru is better. This Lin Chuxia is too young, and she looks too alluring. Her parents are even less presentable.” “My dear...” Old Master Zhou sat beside his wife and patted her hand reassuringly, “It’s rare that Mikang has finally come around. As long as he likes her, let’s not ask for anything else, okay?” Old Madam Zhou slowly opened her eyes and sighed, “I just feel sorry for Meiru. The Ye Family has cut ties with her, a girl drifting outside, who knows if she’ll be bullied, sigh, if not for Mikang, she wouldn’t have...” “Are you feeling sorry for Meiru now that Mikang is getting married?” Old Master Zhou put an arm around Old Madam Zhou’s shoulders, “My dear, now Chuxia is going to be your granddaughter-in-law. Let’s not think about the past anymore.” “I will try to accept her.” Knowing his wife’s stubborn nature, Old Master Zhou had no choice but to settle for less, “Day after tomorrow, the two kids will have their engagement ceremony, let’s all be happy about it, okay?” “Old man, we’ve been husband and wife for so many years, and you know my temperament. If I don’t like someone, I just don’t, and I can’t pretend to.” “But for such a joyous occasion, if you were to keep a stern face...” Old Master Zhou stopped mid-sentence, his eyes filled with hopeful expectation as he looked at Old Madam Zhou. “This is all too rushed,” Old Madam Zhou frowned, “I think those two from the Lin family did it on purpose. Otherwise, why would they be in such a haste to come over?” “You’re really wronging them this time, they thought Lin Chuxia was going to marry an old man and got worried, so they rushed over...” Speaking of this misunderstanding, Old Master Zhou couldn’t help but chuckle. His beloved grandson also had such moments of being misunderstood. Just thinking about his grandson’s frustrated expression made him happy. “Our Mikang is only twenty-seven, how could he possibly be an old man? What were they thinking?” Hearing that someone had mistaken her beloved grandson for an old man only fueled Old Madam Zhou’s anger. “No, my dear, remember Lin Chuxia’s attitude when she came over last time. I think this marriage is mostly because Mikang pressured her into it. The girl is quite prideful. So you see, don’t always think she’s managed to climb high. If you end up angering her and she refuses to marry Mikang, I’m afraid Mikang might truly never marry in this lifetime.” ... Inside the room, the old master was trying various ways to persuade the old madam, while outside, it was bustling with activity—the Zhou family’s Little Aunt, Zhou Yueping, and Xu Zhenghong had arrived. Upon hearing that the once problematic nephew had finally settled on a wedding date, Zhou Yueping laughed while wiping away tears. She genuinely felt for her nephew, as she was one of the few who knew about Ye Meiru’s infidelity first. After learning about Zhu Xinqin’s attempt to snatch away the groom, she was so furious she wanted to confront Zhu Xinqin immediately, but in the end, Xu Zhenghong dragged her back. The Jing Family household was also quite lively at that moment. After returning home, Jing Zhe was so angry he hadn’t paid any attention to Zhu Xinqin for half a day, no matter how she tried to please him. Grandpa Jing and Grandma Jing were like two lively old characters, sitting on the sofa and watching with great interest as their daughter-in-law tried to please their grandson, and they even commented occasionally. When Jing Zhe’s father, Jing Monian, returned home, the elderly couple couldn’t wait to report what they knew to him. Jing Monian was one of the most famous surgeons in Province A, currently serving as the deputy director of the General Military Hospital and chief of surgery, performing surgery several times a week. Just off a major operation, he sat down and shook his tired neck. Zhu Xinqin hurriedly offered to massage his neck while not forgetting to praise Chuxia’s virtues and the rightness of her actions. Massaging the spot between his eyebrows, Jing Monian patted her hand, “Alright, come sit down.” Zhu Xinqin was delighted inside and obediently sat next to him, “Husband, do you also think I did the right thing?” “If my dad thought you were right, then he definitely wouldn’t be my dad,” Jing Zhe finally spoke, his first words since returning from the Zhou family. “Xiao Zhe, then I might not be your dad,” Jing Monian smiled at his son, “I always thought your mother and your Aunt Zhou squabbling was just nonsense, but this time, I don’t think so.” “Dad...” Jing Zhe stared at his father in shock, his face full of disbelief. Was this the same stern and serious father he knew? Old Madam Jing happily slapped Grandpa Jing’s back, “See, elder, I told you Monian would side with Xinqin.” Grandpa Jing nodded with a content smile, “Good, good, you guessed right. I will give you a shoulder rub tonight.” Old Madam Jing pouted, “And you need to rub my back!” Old Master Jing nodded, “Alright, alright, we’ll add back-rubbing too, no more talking now, keep watching.” As for these super precious elderly couple, the Jing family members had long since become accustomed to them, including the nanny Xiao Hua hiding in the kitchen, so when the two elders acted so adorably, nobody gave them a second glance. Feeling approved by Jing Monian, Zhu Xinqin’s eyes sparkled with joy, “Husband, husband, so do you think I should continue to work hard and try to bring Xiao Chuxia into our family?” Jing Zhe ignored his excited mother, frowning as he stared directly at Jing Monian, “Dad, why are you joining in with mom’s ridiculousness?” “How am I being ridiculous? You ungrateful thing, I’m doing this for you...” Zhu Xinqin stopped talking abruptly and sat up properly after being glared at by Jing Monian. “Son, you like Lin Chuxia, right?” Jing Zhe hurriedly explained, “I just like her eagerness to learn.” “But in these last few days whenever I’ve seen you, you have been praising her,” Jing Monian smiled warmly, “A father knows his son best, boy, you’ve fallen for that young girl. As your father, I think that anything can be conceded, but not on matters like this.” “Dad, you’ve been influenced by mom. Forget it, I won’t talk nonsense with you anymore, I’m going back to the army,” Jing Zhe stood up and headed for the door. “Young man, running away is the behavior of a coward! If you don’t fight for it now, you’ll lose the chance and regret it later.” “You stinker, aren’t you going to eat before you leave?” Jing Zhe waved his hand dismissively and went out the door. As he walked, his father’s words kept replaying in his mind, “If you don’t fight for it now, you’ll lose the chance and regret it later.” ... Luo Xiaoqiong had been waiting outside the guesthouse since the end of her training, pacing back and forth anxiously as it began to get dark without sight of the others, feeling as if cats were scratching at her heart. Soon after, Zhao Qiliang arrived too, and upon seeing her so nervous that her hands and feet were trembling, a smile curled at the edges of his mouth. He didn’t approach, just watched her from a distance. Feeling someone’s gaze on her, Luo Xiaoqiong turned around to see Zhao Qiliang, and her face immediately bloomed into a wide smile. She ran towards him in a few steps, “Why did it take you so long to come over?” “There was a class meeting after training, so I got here late,” explained Zhao Qiliang, his face blushing. Since their engagement, this was the first time they were truly alone together, and he was somewhat uncomfortable yet secretly pleased. “Silly,” Luo Xiaoqiong gently punched him and then sighed softly, “Do you think Chuxia is really going to get married?” “Seems like it,” Zhao Qiliang’s eyes shone brightly, “Unexpectedly, the commander turned out to be my future brother-in-law, it’s really, really unexpected.” “You really admire him?” “Of course!” Zhao Qiliang’s expression became serious, “There’s not a single soldier in the A Division who doesn’t admire him. In our hearts, he’s a god, a military god!” A bit unconvinced, Luo Xiaoqiong pursed her lips, “If that’s really the case, he shouldn’t have pressured Chuxia to marry him. Chuxia is so young, and he’s in such a rush to get married, it’s just too selfish!” “Xiaoqiong...” Hesitating for a moment, Zhao Qiliang still spoke up, “You’re about to go to Unit 401, and the gap between us might get wider and wider...” Luo Xiaoqiong interrupted him, “Are you trying to say that if I regret it, it’s not too late, right?” “Yes,” Zhao Qiliang nodded, “Your future is quite predictable, but whether I can stay on is still uncertain. To be realistic, if I can’t stay, we’ll have to live separately in the future, which wouldn’t be fair to you.” “Zhao Qiliang, you jerk!” “Bro, why are you bullying Xiaoqiong?” The two were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn’t realize Chuxia and others had approached. So, Luo Xiaoqiong’s last sentence was heard by Chuxia and her group. Accompanied by Chuxia’s query, Zhao Yushan and his wife, as well as Zhao Yulan and her husband, all looked at Zhao Qiliang worriedly, waiting for his answer. “I...” After a moment of hesitation, Zhao Qiliang voiced his earlier concerns. Once he finished, Zhao Yushan sighed softly without saying anything, and Li Aiyuan’s expression darkened before she looked at Luo Xiaoqiong, “Xiaoqiong, don’t be angry. Qiliang doesn’t doubt you, he’s truly considering your well-being.” “I don’t need him to consider for me!” Luo Xiaoqiong glared at Zhao Qiliang, emphasizing each word, “Zhao Qiliang, unless you don’t like me anymore, I’m not going to leave you, do you understand that?” Zhou Mikang’s expression shifted slightly, his gaze lingering on Chuxia’s face for a moment, revealing an imperceptible sorrow before he turned and, without a word of farewell, left. Lin Baohe, who had been paying attention to him, took a couple of steps to follow, then stopped, sighing softly with a complex look towards his daughter, before pretending nothing was amiss and inviting everyone inside for a chat. What he didn’t notice was that during their walk to the guesthouse, Chuxia had looked back at Zhou Mikang’s retreating figure and let out a long sigh... (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please feel welcome to vote for it with your recommendation tickets and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)

Chapter 179 - 179 142 The Last Chance

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