Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

Chapter 1177: Chapter 1177: Fate is a Wonderful Thing

”Let’s discuss this.” An Hao had just started her job and it wouldn’t look good to take leave already, and besides, who knows how many more days would be needed until the wedding day.

Qin Jian was in the military, and it was uncertain how busy he was or how easy it would be for him to get leave.

”Okay,” An Shuchao, seeing his daughter’s complexion looking somewhat off, said to her, ”You both go and rest for a while. It must be tiring coming over at noon.”

”Mhm,” An Hao nodded.

Back in her little room, An Hao slumped onto the bed, feeling completely weak.

”What’s wrong? Do you feel unwell?” Qin Jian came over, sat beside her, and gently held her.

”I’m okay. Just feeling a bit tired,” An Hao leaned against Qin Jian’s chest and said, ”I always have this bad feeling.”

Qin Jian stroked her back with his large hand, comforting her softly, ”You’re just too concerned about An Ping. Worrying too much naturally tires you out.”

Suddenly looking up, her eyes meeting Qin Jian’s, she asked, ”What do you think about this? Do you think I was being too much today?”

”I don’t have a good impression of the Niu family either,” Qin Jian admitted frankly, ”I’m not very optimistic about the marriage between your two families, but we should first see what kind of person that girl is before making any judgments?”

”Do you think that girl is nice?” An Hao asked, ”I mean, her family seems a bit...”

Qin Jian laughed, ”Don’t you know what your family was like when I married you?”

An Hao reflected and realized it was indeed true.

Her father was utterly blinded back then, unable to differentiate right from wrong, and somewhat befuddled.

She was nearly bullied into nothingness by the Bai family mother and daughter.

The atmosphere at home was toxic, with her stepmother and stepsister eyeing Qin Jian’s position and his wealth.

Marrying her at that time must have put pressure on Qin Jian, right?

Otherwise, Li Junping wouldn’t likely have come out to make things difficult and obstruct, looking down on her as a daughter-in-law.

”Then why did you still adamantly marry me?”

”I was captivated by you,” Qin Jian smiled, gazing at her, ”The first time I saw you, I thought to myself this girl is really a fiery one. All for money, you didn’t even care about your own life.”

”Of course. That was the money I earned selling hawthorn cakes from dawn to dust, the livelihood and food for the whole family. I couldn’t let that shameless scoundrel steal it from me,” An Hao remembered the situation when she first met Qin Jian, perfectly messy.

”I know. From that incident, I felt you must be a good woman who cares deeply for your family,” Qin Jian smiled, his heart still racing as he remembered that scene.

”Glad you have good taste,” An Hao beamed beautifully.

Talking about fate is indeed a strange thing.

”But...” An Hao hadn’t even asked her question when she couldn’t help bursting into laughter, leaving Qin Jian utterly bewildered.

”What’s so funny?” Seeing her like this, Qin Jian knew that there must be nothing kind coming next.

True enough, An Hao asked, ”Back then, you were over a decade older than me when you married me, weren’t you afraid people would say you were an old cow eating tender grass?”

”They did talk, quite a few people did, and they still do. So I did hesitate at first, for a while, I hardly dared to get close to you,” because he had to be clear about An Hao’s feelings before he could confidently approach her.

Worrying she wouldn’t accept the age difference, he could only gradually and subtly get closer to her step by step.

”How did you overcome your fear later? Was it my charm that you couldn’t resist?” An Hao said with a face full of self-admiration, her eyes sparkling as she waited for Qin Jian’s answer.