The room was quiet.
“What does Ping Tian Ge Ge want me to do? They never mentioned Li Xiuzhu when they were chatting earlier. Could she have passed away already? Am I here to become Fei Long’s stepmother?” The thought made Luo Xiangning feel quite embarrassed. She hadn't even been in a relationship yet, and suddenly she might have a son?
“Hmm, I may not have been a mother before, but I will strive to be a good one. If I don’t know something, I can ask and inquire.”
While Luo Xiangning was lost in thought, Yang Ping Tian entered the room with Yang Fei Long.
Outside the room, Yang Fei Long had been wondering why Yang Ping Tian had called him over. But when he pushed open the door and saw Luo Xiangning waiting inside, he was stunned.
“Ping Tian Ge Ge, you asked me to come…” Luo Xiangning looked at Yang Fei Long with a bit of shyness, but still with grace.
Yes, such a grown son. Although there was a slight awkwardness, he was Ping Tian Ge Ge’s son, and she could treat him as her own.
“You can’t call me Ping Tian Ge Ge anymore,” Yang Ping Tian said to Luo Xiangning.
“Uh, okay. Whatever you want me to call you, I’ll call you,” Luo Xiangning blushed. Was she supposed to change her address so soon? Though it felt fast, wasn’t this precisely what she had longed for these past twenty years?
“Alright, from now on, you can call me Father-in-Law. Of course, if you want to wait until you and Fei Long are officially together, you can call me Father-in-Law or Daddy then. Hmm, and if you’re too embarrassed to call me that now, calling me Uncle would also be acceptable,” Yang Ping Tian nodded with satisfaction and said earnestly.
“Okay, from now on I’ll call you Old… Father-in-Law??????” Luo Xiangning was initially shy, but she suddenly realized something was amiss with what she was hearing, and finally, her face turned red as she looked at Yang Ping Tian.
In that moment, she was absolutely furious.
So, in the end, he wanted to introduce his son to her as a man?
“I thought I was going to be a mother to your son, but I never imagined you wanted me to be his wife!” Luo Xiangning had never felt so absurd.
“Yang Ping Tian, you’re disgusting!” Luo Xiangning called out Yang Ping Tian’s name directly, filled with rage.
“Isn’t my son excellent?” Yang Ping Tian sighed. “What’s wrong with being a wife to my son? His biggest flaw is that he has too many women. Since he already has quite a few, one more won’t make a difference, will it?”
Yang Fei Long: “……”
Luo Xiangning: “……”
“I’m eighteen years older than him! Eighteen years! If I had gotten married twenty years ago, my child would be this old by now!” Luo Xiangning gritted her teeth.
“A woman who is three thousand years younger than her husband will reach immortal status. You are only eighteen years older than him. You will both break through to the Xiantian realm and reach Xiantian perfection, which grants nearly three hundred years of lifespan. Being eighteen years older is nothing,” Yang Ping Tian earnestly tried to persuade them. “Besides, haven’t you always been single? And my son is outstanding in every way, much better than me as a father, and he’s better at coaxing women. You will surely be very happy living with him.”
Luo Xiangning and Yang Fei Long: “……”
At this moment, if Luo Xiangning still didn’t understand that Yang Ping Tian had no romantic interest in her, she would be a fool.
In that moment, all she felt was powerlessness and a desire to laugh, a self-mocking laugh.
Then what was the point of her waiting so desperately for so many years, wasting the prime of her youth?
“Then what are you still doing here?” Luo Xiangning glanced coldly at Yang Ping Tian. “Do you want to watch my son and I get intimate?”
“Uh.” Yang Ping Tian choked slightly, then smiled. “Alright, I won’t disturb you. If you have children, I’ll help you raise them then.”
Yang Fei Long: “……”
Luo Xiangning: “……”
At this moment, both of them had nothing to say.
The most speechless thing was that Yang Ping Tian very considerately closed the door. Before closing it, he even gave his son, Yang Fei Long, a knowing wink.
Yang Fei Long: “……”
I truly don’t understand. I’m not lacking women. Do you really think it’s appropriate to have a woman who waited twenty years for you become the mother of your son?
Inside the room, Luo Xiangning’s face was filled with a cold indifference, as if it were the ultimate sorrow beyond despair.
Yang Fei Long sighed softly, “I’ll find a way to convince my father, to make him…”
His words were interrupted by Luo Xiangning before he could finish. Her face held a self-mocking smile. “No need. A melon forced to be twisted is not sweet. Just like you said, a forced love is not love. Perhaps I was wrong for the past twenty years!”
Yang Fei Long fell silent. Yes, you’re only realizing now that you were wrong!
My father waited twenty years and received what could be considered good news. You waited twenty years and almost became a daughter-in-law?
Thinking about it, it truly feels like my father’s actions were inhumane. And why would you make your son inherit this situation? Is that polite?
Although she is a great beauty, and her figure is perfectly plump, and you two are considered innocent, I truly have no interest in inheriting this situation. Moreover, Luo Xiangning is a living person. How could she be willing to be a daughter-in-law just because you want her to be?
“Help me with something!” Luo Xiangning looked at Yang Fei Long and said.
“Help with what?” Yang Fei Long was taken aback.
“Something that will not cost you anything or affect you, but holds great meaning for me,” Luo Xiangning looked at Yang Fei Long and said earnestly.
“This, alright then!” Seeing the heartbroken woman before him, Yang Fei Long, though unaware of the favor, felt he couldn’t refuse.
But the next moment, Yang Fei Long was stunned, because Luo Xiangning suddenly hugged his neck and kissed him.
It was so sudden that he had no time to react.
Yang Fei Long: “……”
You call this helping? My heavens, how could you be so casual! I’m not a casual person!
“Ah!” Yang Fei Long couldn’t help but cry out in pain, looking resentfully at Luo Xiangning, who had already moved away from his lips. This woman bit him hard, making his lips bleed.
At this moment, Luo Xiangning blushed slightly, but with a hint of dissatisfaction, she grumbled, “Seeing others happily kissing, I yearned for it for twenty years, thinking it was so wonderful. Turns out it’s just this? Don’t worry, I’m not asking you to take responsibility.”
“……” Yang Fei Long looked at Luo Xiangning speechlessly. Is this a matter of responsibility or not? Is this silly woman just trying to verify what kissing feels like?
Was it her first kiss? And she gave it to me like this?
Yang Fei Long sighed inwardly. She must have been utterly heartbroken by her father, and now she’s throwing caution to the wind.
But why me? Why did you choose me?
Do you know how difficult this makes things for me?