I Became the Mother of His Child-Chapter 514: Very Satisfied
Zhao Nan's expression remained unchanged, calm as ever.
"Uh!" In contrast, Song Yuanhuan's explosive outburst appeared somewhat comical, which also took Xu Xiuxiu by surprise.
But she had never imagined that her own daughter would suddenly have a flash marriage with Zhao Nan. Could the two of them be playing a joke on them? After all, Xu Xiuxiu had always felt that although her daughter was pampered, she was actually quite well-behaved. Especially in this era that advocates free love, and where those born in the 1980s have grown up to become the backbone of society, her daughter could definitely be seen as a role model for other people's children.
With her looks, academic achievements, and prestigious university education, Xu Xiuxiu could hardly refrain from beginning to doubt whether her daughter took marriage seriously at all. Perhaps she thought of marriage as child's play and was only marrying for fun! Right? Is that it?!
"Dad, can you calm down a bit? It's not that Brother Zhao Nan deceived me, I married him willingly," Song Chenxi stepped forward to speak for Zhao Nan. Although her intentions were good, in front of Song Yuanhuan, a father who felt hurt, the more she defended, the more upset and heartbroken he became.
"It's because I like him that I want to marry him," Song Chenxi continued to drop bombs.
Boom, boom, boom—
Song Yuanhuan heard a series of explosions ringing in his ears and then glared at Song Chenxi: "They say a daughter should be raised in wealth, otherwise she'll be coaxed away with just a cake. I've cherished you in the palm of my hand since you were little, and this is how you've been deceived by someone!" Song Yuanhuan felt so distressed, his voice involuntarily filled with disappointment.
Song Chenxi felt a twinge of guilt upon hearing this, while Xu Xiuxiu was also stunned for a moment: "Yuanhuan, go sit in the study for a while," Xu Xiuxiu spoke up to comfort him.
Having been married for so many years, Song Chengguang was over thirty now, and Xu Xiuxiu thoroughly understood the character of the man beside her through time. He hadn't been this angry for many years, appearing as if nothing could hurt him. The only time he seemed sad was probably when he thought he could no longer be a soldier and would have to become disabled, and now was the second time.
"Okay." Song Yuanhuan probably knew that the more he stayed and learned, the more he would want to commit murder and arson, so he opted to compromise and go upstairs. However, his demeanor as he left was unbearably poignant to watch.
"Chen Xi, you go up and accompany him for a while," Xu Xiuxiu said to Song Chenxi, who was sitting nearby. When she saw Song Yuanhuan's usually unbowed shoulders slump slightly, she gave Song Chenxi a meaningful look. The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it, and it was essential for Song Chenxi to have a proper talk with her father Song Yuanhuan. As for Zhao Nan, she would have a word with him.
"Okay." Song Chenxi probably understood what Xu Xiuxiu meant and stood up to go upstairs.
She thought her father Song Yuanhuan had gone to the study as Xu Xiuxiu said, but when she went upstairs, she did not find him in the study. Eventually, in her bedroom, she saw Song Yuanhuan sitting in a lounge chair, holding a photo of her at three years old, eating candy, with a look of affection and tolerance in his eyes.
"Daddy," Song Chenxi sniffled as she approached, calling out emotionally.
Song Chenxi always knew that finding someone to dote on and love her like her family did was going to be difficult in this lifetime. She also knew that getting married to Zhao Nan in such a hurry and without a second thought, felt almost like playing a game. However, she simply followed the true desires of her heart. Meeting Zhao Nan was like something magical to her; he was the only man she instinctively accepted. There were so many outstanding men around her, but only with Zhao Nan did she feel a sweet rush inside her, that impulse to be together no matter what else happened. So it was that she acted in such a way, fully aware in her mind, but merely following the palpitations of her heart. Yet, she probably was somewhat willful.
"Hmm," Song Yuanhuan said, looking up and seeing Song Chenxi, his temper from downstairs already dissipated, "Come, sit..." he called, patting the large half of the sofa next to him.
Song Chenxi nodded and sat beside him.
"Do you remember how this photo came about?" asked Song Yuanhuan with a smile, stretching out his hand to touch the cute and dazed little figure in the photo.
"I forgot." Song Chenxi and Song Chenhao were boy and girl twins who were precocious from a young age, but there were so many things from childhood that they occasionally couldn't remember clearly. However, seeing the little girl in the photo who was smiling with utmost satisfaction, Song Chenxi thought that she must have been very happy at that time.
"Since you were little, you loved to eat candy. Your mother, fearing you would eat too much and get cavities, controlled how much you ate. You didn't dare to make a fuss with her, so you waited for me to get off work and came home. Then, you clung to my legs, crying your heart out—I remember you even soaked the floor with your tears!" Then, he couldn't bear it and bought her a whole bag of candy. He only remembers the little girl holding a bag of candy, happy as if she was about to fly. Now, thinking back to Song Chenxi's childhood, Song Yuanhuan still finds his daughter incredibly adorable.
But such an adorable daughter has now grown up and gotten married.
"Dad, thank you," Song Chenxi said, her voice tinged with emotion. She wrapped her arms around Song Yuanhuan's elbow, indulgently and contentedly leaned her head on his shoulder, and then began to smile.
In fact, she knew very well that the reason Song Yuanhuan lost his temper was simply out of deep love for her, and there was no other reason.
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After both Song Yuanhuan and Song Chenxi went upstairs, Xu Xiuxiu felt somewhat relieved. Although surprised, she believed that facing the facts was the right approach. However, as a mother, she thought that she still had to do what a mother should do.
"Zhao Nan, are you serious about my daughter, Chen Xi? You know that she's still young, and getting married at an immature time is an irrational act. I don't want your relationship to end in tragedy." Xu Xiuxiu was most concerned about Zhao Nan's sincerity.
She had witnessed Zhao Nan grow up, seen how much hardship he had endured, and how much grievance he had suffered. She was gratified by his achievements now, and she didn't feel sad that Song Chenxi married him. On the contrary, seeing her daughter and him sitting side by side earlier, she actually found them quite well-matched, especially the warm look in Zhao Nan's eyes when he looked at her daughter. But as a mother, she thought that she still needed a promise from him.
"More serious than ever before," Zhao Nan stated firmly, his words sounding like a solemn promise.
"Good." Xu Xiuxiu expressed her satisfaction upon hearing this answer.
She knew Zhao Nan wasn't a sweet-talker, but in a relationship, as long as one person is truly devoted, truly committed, and truly enjoys it, then the feelings will become serious too. Moreover, if Zhao Nan and Song Chenxi opted for a flash marriage, there must be something in the other that attracted them to each other. If that were the case, she thought it was best to relax, think long-term, and perhaps these two young ones could lead an extraordinarily happy life unlike any other.
