Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s

Chapter 1224: Chapter 1225: No Room for Negotiation

Chiang Chaojun answered the phone with just one word, ”Speak.”

”Alliance Officer Meng, I’ve checked thoroughly. Gu Xin took the eight o’clock train this morning to G Province, planning to be away for three days because he asked his neighbor to feed his dog during that time.”

Gu Xin had just gotten a dog at home recently.

”Got it.”

Chiang Chaojun hung up the phone and looked towards Duan Qingqing in the living room.

Duan Qingqing gave him a gentle smile.

Previously, Chiang Chaojun loved that smile of hers, but now, seeing it suddenly made him feel a chill in his heart.

Chiang Xiao heard Meng Xinian mention again the things she had to come clean about when they got married at eighteen, and her head began to ache.

She didn’t know how many suspicions he’d already caught her in, nor did she know how much she would have to confess at that time. But just the issue with today’s mural was enough to give her a headache.

Why change the mural?

What exactly was altered?

Why couldn’t others see it?

She simply had no way to explain it.

Unless she confessed to him about Magic Brush.

But could she really talk to him about that?

Chiang Xiao was deeply conflicted.

Right now, she truly wished she could age more slowly, and that time could pass more slowly so that she wouldn’t reach eighteen so soon.

Or perhaps, insist on not marrying when she was eighteen?

Wait till she was twenty?

Thinking this, Chiang Xiao couldn’t help but tentatively ask, ”Brother Xinian, how about we get married when I’m twenty-five?”

Meng Xinian glanced at her, ”Twenty-five?”

”Twenty-three?”

”Twenty-three? You think I can wait that long?” Meng Xinian tapped her on the head.

His words made Chiang Xiao’s face heat up.

Can’t wait?

What can’t he wait for?

”Then let’s make it twenty, I always feel like turning twenty means truly becoming an adult.” Chiang Xiao took another step back, reasoning that delaying for another two years was also beneficial.

Meng Xinian stopped, ”Eighteen. No negotiation.”

Chiang Xiao glared at him, ”I am one of the parties involved too, I say twenty, can’t you listen to me? Why must it be your way?”

”No, because I don’t want to risk a fatality before we get married.” Meng Xinian tapped her head again.

”What kind of fatality...” Chiang Xiao started to say but then realized what he meant, her face flushing red, and she couldn’t help but glare at him and cursed, ”Pervert!”

”Alright, don’t think too much about it, there’s still a year and a half left. Tell me, how come you suddenly moved to the camp?”

Meng Xinian chuckled inwardly.

He knew very well that her sudden desire to delay the marriage was because she didn’t know how to confess all her secrets to him.

However, he had to eventually know her secrets because only then could he be mentally prepared for future incidents, and if those secrets posed any slight danger to her, he would know how to aid and protect her.

Thus, he could only give her this year and a half, she had to tell him eventually.

Otherwise, he would worry about her.

So, for now, he wouldn’t discuss the marriage timing further, as in his mind, he was set: eighteen meant eighteen, and that was final.

Chiang Xiao was somewhat annoyed but was powerless.

The time hadn’t even come yet; what was the point in saying more?

To delay, one had to wait until it was time to do so.

She snorted and said, ”Chiang Baohe got into trouble, I wanted to avoid any hassle, so I brought my grandparents and moved to live in the camp.”