She Got Married (1)

"A rare beauty. Brothers, does anyone dare to approach her?"

"She looks distant. I don't think she likes to talk to others."

"Don't be afraid. Some people just look cold, but they are actually very easy to approach. Moreover, this kind of beauty, if you miss it once, you really won't have a chance. What if she is blind and falls for you? The opportunity is right in front of you. Don't you want to give it a try?"

The few of them encouraged each other. Finally, someone could not resist the temptation of beauty and stood up.

However, before he could get close to the table, someone had already beaten him to it.

"Young people are always like this when they are in love. Their temperaments are not mature enough, and they start quarreling on the street."

Hearing the voice of the stranger, Wen Hua turned around. Across the dining table sat a man in a suit and vest. The hair gel separated his hair into three or seven parts, and he had the hairstyle of a successful person.

"I'm not looking at them."

That was true. What was there to look at when they were quarreling? A woman like her did not seem to like to watch a show.

"So you're looking at the scenery. The scenery here is really good, the best view in the entire restaurant."

Wen Hua looked at him. "I'm looking at a single dog."

The man paused.

He seemed to be thinking if she was implying something.

Wen Hua smiled slightly and turned her head. "That golden retriever looks so obedient."

Following her gaze, five meters away from the couple, there was a little golden retriever tied to a street lamp by its owner. It lay on the ground obediently and stared at the quarreling couple with wide, innocent and curious eyes. Its expression was focused and curious.

The little guy must have been shocked by the rich and bizarre expressions of emotions of the human couple.

The man was captivated by her slightly smiling appearance. When a woman who had a sense of distance became gentle, it was really deadly.

The quiet and calm temperament on her body and the subtle expressions that she made when she spoke could make the man ignore what she said and only focus on looking at her.

"One look at you and I can tell that you are a woman who can find many beautiful things in life. There should be people who often say that you are an interesting soul, right?"

"My husband said that."

The man was stunned. "You're married?"

"The children can even get soy sauce[1]." Wen Hua showed a puzzled expression. "May I ask why you're here?"

The man did not say anything. She continued in a polite tone, "I'm sorry. Someone will come to this seat later."

She knew her limits very well and did not embarrass the man. Their conversation was not loud or soft, just enough for those who were paying attention to hear it. After he left, no one else came over.

She was about to finish a cup of coffee, but the person she was waiting for was late. She turned on her phone and was about to urge him, but the other party sent her a message first.

[ Huahua, I can't make it. I heard that there's a show at Happy Valley in Lucheng tonight. I'm going to spend some time alone with my husband. ]

As expected, Luo Qingyu had stood her up again. It didn't matter if Luo Qingyu came or not, she just wanted to see her little nephew!

She typed: [ The child stays. ]

[ Got it. Of course you can't have any accidents when you're alone. I'll leave the child to you tonight. ]

[ I wish you and cousin-in-law a happy night. ]

Luo Qingyu sent a row of shy emojis: [ You don't know the happiness of having a husband ]

[ if you continue to ignore Little Tuan Zi like this, aren't you afraid that he'll call me Mom? ]

[ Aunty is also considered a kind of 'mother'.]

Wen Hua felt that it made sense. When Little Tuan Zi came over later, she would insist on him calling her 'mother'. She also wanted to experience the joy of being called 'mother' by the little darling.

Just as she was thinking about it, the Little Tuan Zi that she had been longing for was carried over by Ting Yue.

He was curled up in Ting Yue's embrace, his small black eyes wide open. When he saw her, he immediately opened his small hands and wanted to hug her. Wen Hua's expression visibly melted.

"Baby."

Holding the soft baby in her lap, Wen Hua's eyes and brows softened.

"Did you miss me?"

Little Tuan Zi had just learned how to speak and could only say some simple words. Now that he saw his gentle aunt, his happiness was written all over his face. His chubby little hands touched her face restlessly, and his baby voice was a little unclear, "I missed you."

Wen Hua looked at him dotingly and could not help but kiss his pudding-like little face. "I miss you too."

"Do you want to eat a little cake?"

The little guy nodded seriously.

Ting Yue, on the other end of the table, spoke up again. "He just ate a lot of things. He can't eat anymore."

Hearing this, Wen Hua touched Little Tuan Zi's belly. It was indeed bulging like a small rubber ball. She tapped the tip of his nose, "Since you've eaten so much, you can't eat anymore. You'll feel uncomfortable if you eat too much. Let's eat again tomorrow, okay? I'll buy you a small cake with a lot of strawberries tomorrow."

Notes:

[1] In China, for many generations kids have been sent to pick up soy sauce from the local seller or store. To be or have a child old enough to help with this errand was thus used as rough marker of age.