People in the alley: A woman dressed as a man shouldn't be foolishly filial, Zhuang Chaoying

Chapter 460 Zhuang Chaoying, you shameless bastard!

The day after he returned.

Their biological clocks woke them up precisely on time.

Huang Ling slowly opened her eyes, stretched comfortably, and felt that she had slept exceptionally well that night.

She turned her head and looked at Chao Ying beside her, her eyes filled with tenderness and love.

She reached out and gently touched Chao Ying's face, feeling the slight sensation of the stubble.

"I just shaved yesterday, and it's already prickly today. Chaoying, do you know you're forty-five? You don't look old at all. The older you get, the more..."

Zhuang Chaoying stared at her with wide eyes. "The older you get, the more...?"

He smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed Ah Ling's hand, opened his mouth and gently bit it, giving it an affectionate lick.

Huang Ling quickly pulled her hand away and wiped it on his clothes. "It's covered in saliva, it stinks."

"Seriously, I have something to tell you. Song Ying wants to set up a small dining room on the first floor of her house and wants me to join her."

Upon hearing this, Chao Ying smiled, propped himself up on his arms, sat up against the headboard, reached out and pulled her into his arms, rubbing her arm.

He looked at Ah Ling, and the faint expectation in her eyes made him realize that Ah Ling had taken a leave of absence without pay because of childbirth. She had always cared a lot about her job, which was not only a part of her life but also the source of her inner confidence.

Chao Ying, of course, supported her wholeheartedly. "Ah Ling, I told you before, I'll support whatever you want to do. I feel at ease with you being with Song Ying, and I'll take care of the child. Ah Ling, just go for it without worry. If anything goes wrong, I'll cover for you. Even if we lose money, we're not afraid, our family is rich."

Huang Ling reached out and pinched his mouth, then raised her chin slightly, looking arrogantly at Chao Ying who was massaging her arms.

"Nonsense, you won't lose money, you'll definitely make money. Even if you have money, you wouldn't mess around like this."

Chao Ying's mouth was pinched shut by A Ling, and she could only make muffled, indistinct sounds. "Wrong... wrong... making money."

Just then, the mention of money seemed to remind Zhuang Chaoying of something important.

He quickly threw off the blanket, slipped on his shorts, got out of bed barefoot, shuffled onto his slippers, walked a few steps to his luggage, squatted down, and began rummaging through the bottom of the luggage.

A moment later, he took out something wrapped in a shirt and another item in a sock.

He returned to the bedside, opened the package, and handed it to Huang Ling. "Take a look."

Huang Ling took the document with a puzzled look and found it was a file folder. She took out six notebooks from it. When she saw the contents, she exclaimed in surprise, "The paperwork for three courtyard houses! Chao Ying!"

As she spoke, she was so excited that she forgot she wasn't dressed and reached out to hug him tightly. "Chaoying, do we have a house in the capital now?!"

Chao Ying smiled and hugged her back. "Yes, we have a house now, and a big one at that. Next time, I'll take you on a plane to Kyoto so you can see our two-courtyard house. It has more than ten rooms, and you can sleep wherever you want without anyone bothering you!"

Excitement gleamed in Huang Ling's eyes.

"Then let's reserve a room for Engineer Lin and Song Ying, and the two families will become one family from now on."

Zhuang Chaoying gently stroked her back and said affectionately, "I'll listen to you. I have something else good."

As he spoke, he let go of her hand, handed the clothes on the chair to Ah Ling, then took his own socks, carefully took out a small cup from them, and handed it to Ah Ling.

"Look, I bought this in Liulichang. It looks like a small wine cup from the Qing Dynasty."

Huang Ling took the cup and blushed immediately when she saw the pattern on it. She was both ashamed and angry, and reached out to slap Zhuang Chaoying.

"Zhuang Chaoying, you shameless old lewd woman, how could you buy such a thing? Hide it quickly, you must not let anyone see it, especially the children and Song Ying."

Zhuang Chaoying looked at the exquisite cup placed on the bed, but still had a smile on her face as she explained slowly.

"Ah Ling, this is a blue and white porcelain cup from the early Qing Dynasty. Although the story behind the design on the cup is somewhat special, that doesn't mean it's not a valuable item. It's a genuine antique."

As he spoke, he picked up the cup, wrapped it again in his sock, and handed it over.

"You should find a safe place to put it, and make sure it doesn't fall. It would be such a waste if it got bumped or scratched."

Huang Ling glared at him fiercely, then got up helplessly, walked to the desk, squatted down, and put the wrapped cup into the innermost part of the cabinet under the desk.

She thought to herself, if anyone saw this, her lifelong reputation would be ruined by this cup.

Only a few people can come to my house. If they see me, I'll be so embarrassed. I'll be ashamed to death.

She complained about Zhuang Chaoying again, saying that the man was really too improper.

Huang Ling stood up, put her hands on her hips, and asked in a feignedly angry tone.

"You said you acted all righteous and respectable at school, was it all an act, Zhuang Chaoying?"

Zhuang Chaoying smiled as she put on her clothes, responding calmly.

"This is called 'appreciating both the refined and the common,' where the most common is the most refined, and many literati and scholars enjoy this kind of thing."

"Hmph, you intellectuals are all full of tricks."

Huang Ling rolled her eyes at him, but quickly changed the subject.

"After dinner, I need to quickly tell Song Ying the good news about starting a small after-school program; she'll be overjoyed."

.....

The elderly couple across the hall didn't know what was going on either.

Although they got up once during the night to feed and change Xiaoyuyao's diaper, they slept very well that night, and hadn't had such a comfortable sleep in many years.

The elderly couple usually go to bed at 10 p.m. every night and wake up naturally at 5 a.m., a habit they have maintained for many years.

Unexpectedly, I slept until 6:30 today, and definitely had a good late sleep.

Huang's mother slowly opened her eyes and saw that Xiao Yuyao had already woken up and was lying on the bed playing with her little hands leisurely. She looked extremely well-behaved, neither crying nor fussing.

Huang's mother got up and sat on the edge of the bed. She leaned down and subconsciously sniffed the air. She didn't smell anything, so she picked up her granddaughter with peace of mind.

The moment she picked up the child, she sensed something very strange.

"Hmm?" Huang's mother let out a soft exclamation, wondering why she felt so relaxed holding the baby.

She held Yuyao in her arms, first squatting down and then slowly standing up. Surprisingly, her knees didn't make the usual "crackling" sound.

Then, she tentatively jumped a few times, and the feeling of being full of energy made her so excited that she couldn't speak for a moment. She could jump big now?

Could it be that the medicine Chao Ying gave them yesterday worked?