An Yuying became more flustered the more she tried to explain, and seeing Luo Yang's harmless smile, she knew what he was thinking.
As the saying goes: Time reveals a person's heart.
After spending time together, you start to understand someone's temperament.
"Niu Zai..." she called out softly.
"Sister An, I believe you're innocent," he said with a smile.
"Not paying attention to you anymore, still laughing," she pouted with her red lips, changing the subject, "I talked to my mother about you, want to know what she said?"
"What did she say?" Luo Yang was curious too.
Their relationship was semi-public by now.
In other words, An Yuying's mother, Lin Jialan, must be aware.
Luo Yang was also worried that Lin Jialan would want to talk to him, and he wouldn't know what to do.
After all, Lin Jialan had taught Luo Yang for six years in elementary school, and they were well acquainted.
Seeing his teacher, Luo Yang would be nervous.
"She said it's up to me to choose," she said.
Recalling this, a sweet smile spread across her lips as she gazed warmly up at him.
Relieved to hear this, Luo Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
He was most afraid of hearing from An Yuying's lips the words, "My mom said she wants to talk to you," in which case Luo Yang might opt to back out.
Meeting the parents-in-law was what scared Luo Yang the most.
Even facing a hundred thugs wasn't as terrifying.
"My Sister An," Luo Yang said affectionately.
When he called her that, her pretty face beamed with happiness.
"So when are you coming over to visit my home? Buy a gift for my parents," An Yuying asked softly.
Usually, Luo Yang would visit her home. Plus, he still had to treat Lin Jialan's illness.
Being already familiar with each other, they didn't usually bring gifts when dropping by casually; however, visiting the parents-in-law was a different matter.
"So should I call Teacher Lin 'Teacher' or 'Mom'?" Luo Yang chuckled.
Having been taught by Lin Jialan for six years in elementary school, he always called her Teacher Lin. Suddenly switching to 'Mom' felt a bit awkward.
"Not paying attention to you anymore. Not a bit of sincerity," An Yuying cooed plaintively.
"Sister An, you know I've always called her Teacher Lin for so many years. To suddenly change that, haha..." Luo Yang laughed.
"We're all family now, how can you still call her Teacher Lin?" she said coquettishly.
"Then I'll practice calling her 'Mom' when I get home tonight," Luo Yang promised lightly.
The room was without air-conditioning or a fan.
It was a bit hot.
"I need to use the bathroom," she said softly.
Tang Guihua's bedroom had an en-suite bathroom, so there was no need to go out.
Just then, after Tang Guihua had spent a while outside without seeing Luo Yang and An Yuying come out or hearing them talk, she wondered what they were doing in the room.
It was eerily quiet inside, which was a bit abnormal.
So, she tiptoed to the bedroom door, just as An Yuying had said the sentence above.
After all, it was Tang Guihua's room; if Luo Yang and An were causing a ruckus inside, she naturally cared.
Hearing An Yuying say that, she couldn't help but twist the doorknob, open the door, and sneak in.
Tang Guihua said softly, "Niu Zai, Yuying, what are you two doing in here?"
"Sister Guihua, nothing," Luo Yang replied.
"You two..."
Tang Guihua gave Luo Yang a reproachful look, clearly suspecting them of doing something untoward in her bedroom.
"Sister Guihua, actually..." He took a step to explain.
"This is my room," Tang Guihua said displeased.
"Sister Guihua, hehe, you've got it wrong, An and I..." Luo Yang began, biting his earlobe to explain.
"Niu Zai, let it be," Tang Guihua said, not wanting to raise her voice, so she leaned in closer to his ear.
An Yuying in the bathroom, upon hearing Tang Guihua enter the room, whispered.
"Niu Zai, are you still there..."