Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 199: Be More Careful Next Time

After safely dropping Feng Shuyan off at Feng Qian’s company, Liu Changqing drove home with An Yuanyao and Liu Xiazhi.

At noon, he had packed up a lot of food from the restaurant. But in this scorching summer heat, even keeping it in the fridge wouldn’t completely prevent spoilage.

He still remembered when he was a child in his past life—whenever his parents took him to banquets, many dishes would go untouched. Sometimes, a whole chicken in a soup wouldn’t even be touched.

Back then, they always packed leftovers to bring home.

The food at banquets wasn’t always the best, but once his mom mixed everything together, it somehow became incredibly delicious.

With a big bowl of that stew, he could eat several steamed buns in one sitting.

In his past life, Liu Changqing rarely ate rice.

His family mostly ate steamed buns, reserving rice for porridge. It wasn’t until he went to college in the south that he got used to eating rice regularly.

He also remembered how, during winter, he had scoured the city looking for a public bathhouse. He had ended up at a bathhouse that, moments after he finished washing up, had a scantily clad woman walk in.

Terrified, he had bolted out of there.

Not long after, that very bathhouse was shut down in a crackdown.

Even though he had fully absorbed the memories of the original Liu Changqing in this world and could mimic his speech patterns well, every now and then, some odd phrases would slip out.

Like—

"What are you looking at?"

"Why are you staring at me?"

Those phrases didn’t quite match the local dialect.

Feng Qian had even pointed it out once.

Liu Changqing had brushed it off by saying,

"I traveled all over the country when I was young, so my accent is a bit mixed."

Luckily, An Yuanyao had never questioned it.

She simply found his way of speaking amusing.

As soon as Liu Xiazhi changed into her house slippers, her eyes landed on the large bouquet of roses sitting on the sofa.

She paused briefly in surprise before excitedly running over and picking it up.

Then, she dashed back to Liu Changqing and An Yuanyao.

“Daddy, did you buy these?”

“Uh…”

Crap.

He had completely forgotten about the flowers.

With everything that happened earlier, neither of them had time to put them away before heading out.

How was he supposed to explain this?

Just as he was scrambling for an excuse, An Yuanyao smoothly stepped in.

“These belong to a friend of mine. She asked me to hold onto them for her. I had to pick you up from school, so I left them here for a bit.”

“Oh, I see!”

Liu Xiazhi immediately accepted the explanation, nodding in understanding. She then handed the bouquet back to An Yuanyao.

As she watched An Yuanyao hold the flowers, a hint of envy appeared in her eyes.

After all, no matter their age, girls loved flowers.

Liu Xiazhi was no exception.

She gazed at the roses longingly, muttering under her breath,

“So pretty…”

Hearing that, An Yuanyao paused for a moment, then plucked a single rose from the bouquet and handed it to her.

“You’ve been working really hard at your dance practice lately. Think of this as a little reward.”

“Really?!”

Liu Xiazhi’s eyes widened in shock.

She quickly accepted the rose and brought it to her nose, inhaling deeply.

“It smells so good!”

Then, looking up at An Yuanyao, she beamed.

“Thank you, Auntie An!”

“No need to thank me. But… you have to keep working hard, okay? No slacking off.”

“Got it!”

Liu Changqing stood off to the side, watching An Yuanyao effortlessly win over his daughter.

He was dumbfounded.

When it came to communicating with his daughter, he could never handle things this smoothly.

Damn, she’s good at this.

Noticing his gaze, An Yuanyao turned to him and smiled.

Liu Changqing felt his throat tighten, as if he had swallowed water the wrong way.

He coughed twice and lightly patted his cheeks, trying to snap himself out of it.

Then, looking at the two women—one big, one small—he paused briefly before saying,

“I’ll go heat up the food. How about we skip dance practice today and take a break?”

“That sounds good. It’s important to balance work and rest.”

“I wanna watch TV!”

An Yuanyao and Liu Xiazhi gave their respective responses.

With everything settled, Liu Changqing headed into the kitchen.

As he heated up the food, he found himself spacing out, lost in thought.

But before he could dwell on anything for too long, he suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist.

Feeling An Yuanyao hugging him from behind, he reached up and gently pried her hands off.

Then, he turned around to face her.

With the sound of the TV playing in the background, he lowered his voice slightly.

“Why aren’t you watching TV with Xiazhi?”

“I’d rather… look at you more.”

An Yuanyao smiled and wrapped her arms around him again, tilting her head up to meet his gaze.

Standing naturally, her head barely reached his chin.

She rested her cheek on his shoulder without saying anything more.

Ever since their relationship became official that afternoon, it was like a final barrier had been broken—everything felt effortless now.

And because of their age, there was no need for the usual awkward shyness of young couples.

She simply enjoyed this moment.

Having someone to lean on.

Someone who made her feel… at ease.

Liu Changqing didn’t say anything either.

He closed his eyes for a moment, listening to the soft hissing of the gas stove, feeling An Yuanyao’s warmth against him.

It was as if time had frozen.

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Then—

“Ah!”

An Yuanyao suddenly let out a startled yelp, jerking her head away from his shoulder.

She quickly let go of him, stepping back, her eyes wide with shock.

Then, realizing what had just happened, she lifted her hand and lightly smacked his chest, her face turning red.

“You idiot! Xiazhi’s right outside!”

“…It’s not like I can control that.”

Feeling a little embarrassed himself, Liu Changqing took a small step back, putting some space between them.

An Yuanyao glanced toward the kitchen door, making sure Liu Xiazhi wasn’t peeking in.

Only then did she let out a sigh of relief.

Turning back, she reached out and pinched Liu Changqing’s waist lightly.

“If you keep this up… next time, I’ll really pinch you!”

“What? You’re already resorting to domestic violence this early? Impressive, An Yuanyao.”

“I’m not! I was just saying…”

Noticing the sudden seriousness in his expression, she panicked and quickly tried to explain herself.

But then, she saw the smirk tugging at his lips.

Realizing he had tricked her, she huffed in frustration and lightly smacked his arm.

“You always—”

She didn’t get to finish.

Liu Changqing grabbed her wrist, pulling her in closer.

As he leaned down, she instinctively let out a muffled mmph! sound.

They only parted after a long moment.

Breathless, An Yuanyao stared at him.

After calming down, she rested her head against his chest and, half-scolding, half-reminding him, whispered,

“Next time… make sure you buy the right one.”