IPVS Chapter 22.9

He whispered: “When we first got together eleven years ago, this was the song we listened to.”

Thinking of the past, the corners of Mo Sui’s mouth curved slightly.

When he was in school, Gu Yicheng’s grades in all subjects were top-notch, but his English was not as good as Mo Sui’s.

On the day the relationship was confirmed, this song rang in their ears.

He said at the time that this would be their love song from now on.

As a teenager, he was still a little childish and asked her to translate the lyrics for him.

Mo Sui couldn’t bear to let him down, so she translated randomly, and the lyrics became cheerful and full of love in her mouth.

Long after the breakup, Gu Yicheng had nothing to do and searched for lyrics on the Internet.

Only then did he realize that it turned out to be a sad love song.

“It’s not eleven years.” After the words fell, she turned to look out the car window and whispered, “Twelve years.”

Gu Yicheng’s hand holding the steering wheel paused.

He didn’t know that it was already twelve years.

But, it turned out that she hadn’t forgotten it either.

Gu Yicheng chuckled.

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“I called Yicheng and he is already on his way to pick up the little girl.” After a pause, Cen Yanjun added, “Mo Sui is coming too.”

“Outrageous!” Mr. Gu said with a cold face, “Two thirty-year-old people are not doing well. They separated and got together when they were in school. Now that they are married, they are still immature. They don’t have children themselves, but they raise other people’s. Why are they participating in these variety shows? It’s better to live a down-to-earth life. The problem lies with Mo Sui. When she arrives, let her come to my study.”

“Do you think she will go?” Cen Yanjun smiled, “Where do you get the confidence?”

After listening to this call, An An began to catch the keywords again.

The timid little dumpling would become brave when she met someone that she wanted to protect.

An An rushed to Mr. Gu and spoke for Mo Sui: “My mother is not thirty. She is fifteen.”

“Who told you?” Cen Yanjun was even happier looking at the child with a naughty temperament.

An An turned her head and said innocently: “Mom.”

Cen Yanjun showed an expression of surprise.

She didn’t expect that Mo Sui would talk nonsense in front of a child.

​​Did even such a young and beautiful daughter-in-law want to be eighteen forever?

No, she was not interested in being eighteen. She wanted to be fifteen!

Cen Yanjun became interested: “Little girl, how old do you think Grandma is?”

An An stared at her Grandma for a long time and said firmly: “Thirty years old.”

Cen Yanjun’s eyes lit up. She smiled so hard that the corners of her mouth almost reached the base of her ears. She quickly stretched out her hands to pull the corners of her eyes to prevent herself from causing the crow’s feet from laugh.

She had paid attention to skin care for decades and spent countless money on her face. Should she really look younger?

Mr. Gu broke the story and said, “What does the child know? Such a young child has no idea about age. It’s not that you look young, but it’s that she doesn’t understand.”

Cen Yanjun was not convinced and took An An’s little hand: “Little girl, how old do you think he is?”

An An raised her head and began to look at the old man’s face seriously.

A wrinkled face.

Mr. Gu simply sat on the sofa confidently.

After looking at him carefully, An An was equally confident.

After a while, the little dumpling raised a finger, and her childish and confident voice echoed in the empty living room: “One hundred years old.”

 

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Translator’s Comment:

Good, good, good!!! I’m laughing to death!!! Hahaha…

What a wonderful idea to shut the old man up!

 

 

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