Chapter 211: Won't Feel Bored

In Kunsan Stronghold, Mo Qianyi sat on the wooden steps at the entrance, holding her phone in her hand, her beautiful eyes gazing towards the gate with a melancholic expression, muttering to herself.

"Damn Yang Chen, stinking Yang Chen, doesn't he know to give me a call, say he's coming back soon? Until now, he hasn't returned. Do you want to worry me to death so I'll go find another lover, huh? Damn Yang Chen, stinking Yang Chen, why haven't you come back yet? Nothing's happened to you, right? I'll give you three seconds, I count to one, and you appear in front of me. Three, two... Forget it, you're deliberately trying to provoke me. I count one, and you still won't walk through that door."

Ma Guifang came out of the kitchen carrying a basin of rice. Three dishes and a soup were already placed on the table. Seeing her daughter sitting at the door muttering to herself, she couldn't help but smile and say, "Ni'er, what are you muttering about? Hasn't Yang son-in-law given you a call? Let's eat first."

"Mom!" Mo Qianyi stood up, looking anxious. "How can you be so relaxed? There's obviously something fishy about this. Why do you seem not to worry about Yang Chen at all?"

"Tsk tsk," Ma Guifang said with a smile, "Look at my daughter, hasn't been home for over a decade, and as soon as she comes back, she's talking about her mother for the sake of a man."

"That's not what I mean, I'm saying..."

"Alright," Ma Guifang smiled and interrupted, "I know you're anxious, and so is Mom. But after so many years, Mom understands one thing: getting anxious about things in this world is useless. All we can do now is to stay at home."

Mo Qianyi knew this reasoning, but her heart still couldn't settle down. She sat down at the table, slowly picking at the food Ma Guifang served her, mouthful by mouthful.

Ma Guifang couldn't help but feel amused and exasperated. "Ni'er, eat your vegetables, why are you only eating plain rice?"

"Mom," Mo Qianyi put down her chopsticks and looked up. "I'm not hungry. I'm going to wait for Yang Chen at the village entrance."

"You stubborn child, why are you so obstinate? Haven't I told you, whether you wait or get anxious, the result will be the same?" Ma Guifang persuaded her with tenderness.

Mo Qianyi shook her head. "It's different. I hope Yang Chen returns here, and the first person he sees is me. To see me waiting for him, to see me worrying about him. When he's facing various dangers alone outside, having someone standing behind him waiting for him. I think this way, he'll be happier than seeing me eating peacefully here."

Ma Guifang was taken aback, watching Mo Qianyi stand up and walk towards the door.

"This silly girl," Ma Guifang sighed silently in her heart.

Just as Mo Qianyi was about to open the door, which had been left unlocked, it swung open from the outside.

With a smile on his face, Yang Chen saluted with one hand. "Little Qianqian, no need to go to the village entrance, it's quite a distance."

Seeing the face she had been longing for, turning her own longing into a tormenting expression, Mo Qianyi felt a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. She almost wanted to slap him a few times!

But as she moved to slap Yang Chen's hand away, just before her hand could make contact with him, it instead wrapped around his neck. Mo Qianyi's entire soft and light body pressed against Yang Chen's, her head resting on his chest, silently freezing this moment.

Yang Chen wrapped his arms around Mo Qianyi's waist, enjoying the warmth of her touch, gently stroking her back through the fabric of her clothes, tapping lightly and saying, "Alright, Mother-in-law is still watching. I'm back now, and if you cry, she'll think I bullied you."

Mo Qianyi raised her head, releasing Yang Chen's neck, her eyes shimmering with tears. "You did bully me. You left without a word, just a small note, and your phone wasn't reachable. You wanted to make me worry to death, you deliberately bullied me!"

"The situation was complicated, but I absolutely didn't intend to make you worry," Yang Chen said with a wry smile.

"I don't care, you have to make it up to me," Mo Qianyi said indignantly.

"Make it up? How?" Yang Chen asked.

Mo Qianyi suddenly leaned in, her two plump and rosy lips directly pressing against Yang Chen's mouth.

Faced with the sudden enthusiasm of the beauty, Yang Chen was momentarily stunned, but then he responded with enjoyment.

Half a day, whether long or short, Mo Qianyi had been constantly worried about Yang Chen, her mental state tight and uncomfortable. She feared that if anything happened to Yang Chen, the emotions she hadn't yet expressed would be stifled in the cradle.

So, when Yang Chen finally returned home safely and she once again smelled his familiar scent, Mo Qianyi's enthusiasm surged forth uncontrollably.

In the passionate and lingering kiss, Mo Qianyi was crazier and more infatuated than ever before, as if she wanted to convey all the overwhelming longing, like a raging storm of emotions, through this kiss to Yang Chen.

Seeing the young couple passionately kissing from a distance, Ma Guifang's expression was complex. Watching her own daughter embrace and kiss a man in front of her, she felt both relieved and a little melancholic.

When Mo Qianyi kissed until she seemed exhausted, her body already feverish and unable to stand steadily, the two finally separated.

Yang Chen gazed at the woman beneath him, her eyes as clear as peaches and her breath fragrant like orchids. In her crystalline gaze flowed a depth of emotion that could melt any man's heart.

Recalling the adorable thoughts he had just heard from Mo Qian Ni outside the door, Yang Chen couldn't help but lean down and plant a serious kiss on Mo Qian Ni's smooth forehead. In this moment, the woman before him was as beautiful as a celestial being.

Yang Chen caressed Mo Qian Ni's flowing hair, breathing in the rich fragrance emanating from her as she became emotional. With a playful smile, he asked, "Mo Qian Ni, when did you become so beautiful? Was it last week, yesterday, or just now?"

Mo Qian Ni's shimmering eyes carried a faint smile as she replied, "None of those. It was from the moment I started wanting you to like me."

"Oh, you two are making me feel sour! You've hugged and kissed enough, do you have to make it so sweet?!" Unable to bear it any longer, Ma Guifang, her face slightly flushed, interjected.

Only then did Mo Qian Ni realize they were still in front of her mother. She quickly released Yang Chen and hurriedly ran to Ma Guifang, embracing her tightly. "Mom, let me kiss you too, that would be appropriate."

"Oh, don't—" Before Ma Guifang could protest, Mo Qian Ni planted two kisses on her cheek.

"You naughty child," Ma Guifang chuckled helplessly, sighing, "I'm not narrow-minded, but could you two be a little less affectionate in front of me? My mind can't keep up with the thoughts of you young people."

Yang Chen walked into the room, seeing a table full of food, and chuckled, "Mom, let's eat. Kissing tastes good, but it won't fill our stomachs, will it?" He winked at Mo Qian Ni as he spoke.

Mo Qian Ni pouted, "You worried us so much, and now you're thinking about eating as soon as you're back. No eating for you!"

"Ni'er, stop teasing him. Let's eat," Ma Guifang, delighted to hear Yang Chen call her mom, said happily, "Son-in-law, please sit. I'll get you a bowl."

The three of them soon sat down and began to enjoy their lunch with smiles on their faces.

Neither Ma Guifang nor Mo Qian Ni asked Yang Chen what he had been doing outside, and he didn't mention it either. It seemed like an unspoken agreement, and Yang Chen found himself enjoying it.

Halfway through the meal, Mo Qian Ni remembered something and asked Ma Guifang, "Mom, what do you think about moving to Zhonghai with me? Is there any problem?"

Ma Guifang picked up a piece of chicken for Yang Chen, smiling gently as she said, "Ni'er, Mom won't go to Zhonghai with you. Mom doesn't want to go for now."

"Why not? Is there any difficulty?" Mo Qian Ni asked anxiously.

Ma Guifang shook her head and said, "Mom enjoys being with you, of course. Having the children around is always a joy. But not now. You all have jobs, and Mom can only help with cleaning and cooking at most. Mom is not familiar with Zhonghai, and it would be suffocating for me. At least here, there are many relatives and friends to chat with."

"But Mom, you're getting older. You can't live like this forever," Mo Qian Ni knew her mother spoke the truth. In the big city, Ma Guifang would be lonely without a job.

"So you two need to work hard," Ma Guifang said meaningfully, "If there's a little one or something, you can bring it to me. Then I won't feel bored. By then, it won't matter where we live, right?"

A child?

Mo Qian Ni immediately understood her mother's implication and glanced shyly at Yang Chen, only to see him engrossed in eating, seemingly oblivious. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

"Son-in-law, eat slowly. Don't choke. Have some soup," Ma Guifang said.

Yang Chen, chewing, mumbled, "Mom, your cooking is tastier than those in restaurants. It's so flavorful."

"That's right. Though mountain dishes are simple, they're natural," Ma Guifang said contentedly.

Seeing the harmonious scene between her mother and Yang Chen, Mo Qian Ni naturally felt happy, but at the same time, she thought about her own situation. She couldn't shake off the weight in her heart of being the third party.

Just then, a large, warm hand reached under the table and gently patted Mo Qian Ni's thigh twice.

Mo Qian Ni looked up to see Yang Chen casting a reassuring look at her.

Yes, he was capable. There must be a solution. They had been through so much together, even teetering on the brink of death. Would they really be separated over something so trivial?

With this thought, Mo Qian Ni felt reassured.

As their leave in Zhonghai wasn't long, after spending a night in Kunshan Village, the two bid farewell to Ma Guifang early the next morning, carrying their luggage.

On the way, Yang Chen briefly mentioned some matters regarding Ye Zi and others, but didn't go into detail, just giving Mo Qian Ni a general understanding of the situation.

Mo Qian Ni didn't ask much either. Although she was curious, as long as she knew there wouldn't be any problems, she felt at ease.