94: Chapter 94 The Three Daughters of the Tang Family Arrive Online, Their Late-Night Appointment Makes Them Blush

Meng Fanyi's gaze was locked tightly onto Tang Luochuan, hoping with all her heart that he would look up at her for just a moment, and even more, she delusionally hoped to see some trace of longing in his eyes for something he couldn't have.

She feigned a light laugh as she brushed past him, hoping to leave him with endless reverie.

But Tang Luochuan had just spat out a bone from his mouth and merely mumbled one word: "Delicious."

Before the sound had even faded, his chopsticks were already reaching straight for the fish on the table, not sparing her even a sliver of attention.

Su Wantang, who was watching from the side, saw it clearly and nimbly picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork tenderloin, placing it into his bowl as she murmured softly: "Luochuan, this is good, try it."

"Mmhmm~ You eat too." Tang Luochuan's mouth was stuffed with food, making his speech somewhat slurred.

He was purely a foodie; once at the dining table, it was like entering an abyss—he wouldn't even pay attention if a beauty stripped naked!

Su Wantang, on the other hand, kindly waved at her: "Going back?"

"Mmhmm~ Yes~" Meng Fanyi replied.

Tang Luochuan finally looked up at her and slowly opened his mouth.

Meng Fanyi waited for what he would say.

As it turned out...

"*Hiccup*!! Wantang, pass me the fruit juice." He let out a burp, then looked toward the juice on the side.

Su Wantang handed it over to him, and the boy didn't show the slightest bit of lingering attachment.

"Goodbye, bride-to-be. Jinyue and I will both be there the day after tomorrow," Su Wantang said with a smile as she bid farewell.

"Uh... Okay..." Meng Fanyi felt extremely uncomfortable and could only leave quickly.

Tang Luochuan, however, was puzzled: "You and Jiang Jinyue are both going? When was this decided?"

"In the group chat!"

"Group?" Tang Luochuan quickly took out his phone. Sure enough, Jiang Jinyue had actually added Su Wantang to it.

The two girls might squabble, but they both knew the fundamental situation couldn't be messed up.

Bickering in private was one thing, but they couldn't cause trouble for Tang Luochuan.

Besides, the two of them didn't have any deep-seated grudges against each other.

"[Tang Family Three Young Ladies Discussion Group]? Holy crap, who came up with that name?" Tang Luochuan asked.

Su Wantang raised her small hand: "Me!!"

"No, are you sure about this?"

"I'm sure..."

"Really?"

"Mmhmm~"

"Alright!" Tang Luochuan nodded, decisively opened his mother's WeChat chat window, and sent a voice message: "Mom, find me a quilt tonight! Help me make the bed in the old house; Wantang is staying with me at home."

After saying that, he raised an eyebrow, looking at the girl with a smug and even somewhat teasing expression.

Su Wantang, however, frowned slightly: "Mmhmm~~~ Isn't this a bit too fast?"

"I'm not fast. If you don't believe me, ask Jinyue and Shen Muyan; I can go for two hours without taking a break."

"...I... I... I didn't mean that... I..."

These words were like a ticking time bomb buried in Su Wantang's heart.

The time was set for the evening, during the dead of night.

She knew that if she didn't boldly refuse, she would definitely end up giving in.

"Mmhmm~~ Sigh~~~ Hiss~~~"

Tang Luochuan kept shoveling food into his mouth, while the girl beside him kept sighing, unable to voice what was on her mind.

Holding her small bowl, she frowned deeply in thought.

"Wantang, eat! Don't just sit there, is it not good?" Just then, Zhu Xiumei walked over and, seeing Su Wantang holding her bowl in a daze, hurriedly asked.

Su Wantang shook her head: "No, Auntie, it's quite delicious."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and used her chopsticks to pick up the rice grain by grain.

Seeing the way her son was eating, Zhu Xiumei couldn't help but complain: "Just like your dad, slow down! Like a pig."

When Tang Luochuan was a child, he ate the same way, and it was called cute.

Now, however, he was being described as a pig by his mother.

She suddenly leaned over, getting close to Su Wantang, and whispered: "Wantang, are you really staying at the house tonight?"

She had just seen the message her son sent, which was why she came out to find them.

Zhu Xiumei also knew that they hadn't been dating for long, so bringing her back to meet them was one thing.

But having her stay over made her a bit worried—what if this boy pressured her?

And that was exactly the case; Su Wantang was in a bit of an awkward spot.

But Jiang Jinyue and Shen Muyan flashed through her mind. They were women too, and they were with Tang Luochuan as well.

If they were fine, why should she back down?

"Mmhmm~~ Auntie, I... I... I'm staying at the house tonight." Su Wantang didn't look at Zhu Xiumei, instead forcefully poking at the pork tenderloin in her bowl that had already been mashed to bits.

Her mind was in complete chaos.

Hearing this, Tang Luochuan was stunned—the girl had actually agreed.

If he didn't 'go for it' now, he'd be losing face as a man.

Hearing this, Zhu Xiumei sighed; in reality, she didn't quite approve of this.

After all, they weren't married, and they had only just started dating.

If her son slept with her and they broke up later, what would that make her?

Her generation still placed quite a bit of importance on that, unlike young people like Tang Luochuan who were more open-minded.

However, since the girl had already agreed, there was nothing she could do.

"Alright, I'll find you some new quilts tonight." After saying that, Zhu Xiumei turned and left.

Tang Luochuan looked at the girl and suddenly felt a bit soft-hearted; pressuring her like this really wasn't very kind of him.

He was full, so he put down his bowl and chopsticks and said: "If... if you don't want to, I won't touch you tonight."

"I didn't say..." Su Wantang's voice became quieter and quieter, and the last few words were almost hummed out.

"What?"

Su Wantang, blushing, repeated it again: "I said... I didn't say I didn't want to... Let's eat... It'll get cold if we don't."

"Oh, oh!"

"Pick me a piece of fried fish."

"Alright, alright, alright." Tang Luochuan's heart suddenly started racing, and he hurriedly helped her pick some food.

The two's 'promise' was thus completed, sandwiched within their normal conversation.

...

Late at night.

The courtyard was silent, save for the occasional breeze that stirred up a few fallen leaves.

It was past eleven o'clock, and the grandparents and parents had all gone to sleep.

Only the lights in the west wing of the courtyard were still on.

Su Wantang stood in the corner, her back against the cold wall, responding fiercely to his kiss.

"Will it hurt?" the girl asked the question that worried her the most.

Tang Luochuan thought of Shen Muyan and Jiang Jinyue from before, vaguely remembering the miserable scenes back then.

"It might... but it's okay, you can just wake up at noon tomorrow."

"No, if I come to your house and sleep in, Auntie will make fun of me."

"She won't. You probably won't be able to get up tomorrow morning anyway."

...

The next day, early morning.

The two were still fast asleep.

"Luochuan, where are the bowls? Where did you put the bowls you washed yesterday?" his mother's voice rang out in the courtyard.

Tang Luochuan struggled to open his eyes, with Su Wantang's arm still resting on his chest: "They broke!"

"Broke? They all broke?"

"Yeah, smashed to pieces..."