Chapter 1198 - 1225: Unmasking the True Colors 10

Chapter 1198: Chapter 1225: Unmasking the True Colors 10

It had already been a month. She hadn’t seen Li Tingyan, hadn’t heard his voice, didn’t know how he was doing now, what the conditions were like over there, whether he could get enough to eat, whether he was suffering or hurt; the more she thought about it, the more miserable she felt.

Of course, at this moment, what Nianyang wanted most was to be able to hold him and admire the snowy scenery together.

But she could only think about it. Let alone holding him, she hadn’t even received a single letter.

Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao appears—outside came the sound of a ringing bell. It was the messenger riding his bicycle, delivering letters door to door. Before he even called out to the Chu Family, Nianyang’s eyes lit up and she hurriedly ran out at top speed.

"Hello, may I ask if there’s a letter from Li Tingyan?"

"Oh my, Yangyang, slow down, the ground is really slippery!"

Shang Wan and Liu Yue walked in through the front gate arm in arm. Seeing Nianyang running so fast gave them a scare. The two of them had just come back from the hospital—Zhang Yun had given birth to a chubby baby boy the night before last, and the two sisters-in-law had to go take care of her every day.

"Mom, Auntie, you’re back." Nianyang greeted them, then walked up to the messenger, blinking her big eyes as she stared at the mailbox on the back of his bike.

The messenger knew Nianyang. Every day when he delivered letters here, this girl would jump out and ask. He was patient too, answering "no" every day.

He thought today would be the same, but when he checked, there really was one. He broke into a grin.

"Girl, there’s a letter for you, sent from Beijiang. Keep it safe."

"Really? Thank you!" Suppressing her excitement, Nianyang took the letter from the messenger’s hand, then said a quick word to Shang Wan and ran back into the house to open it.

"This child really misses Tingyan so much," Liu Yue couldn’t help saying with heartache. "She’s really been wronged—pregnant all on her own with her man not by her side. When Tingyan comes back, we have to properly teach him a lesson."

"That’s right." Shang Wan agreed, then couldn’t help feeling a little sour.

"That brat has only his wife in his eyes. He sends just one letter and completely forgets about his old mother."

"That’s exactly Tingyan’s nature." Liu Yue said with a chuckle.

"Have you forgotten how, back before he had a wife, he never wrote home when he went on business trips? He might not even make a single phone call all year round—didn’t have a bit of sentiment in him. Thank goodness for Nianyang."

Shang Wan felt soothed again. "That’s true. Ever since Nianyang came to our family, everything’s been going so smoothly—business is getting better and better, our standard of living keeps rising. Truly, joy brings good spirits."

"Not to mention anything else, just look at Yaya," Liu Yue said.

"You know your daughter best. She used to be such a troublemaker and never studied seriously. These past days she’s been diligent every single day, studying until twelve at night before going to bed. It’s all thanks to Nianyang—she’s amazing."

"In this lifetime, Tingyan finally did one thing right by marrying a wife who makes me this happy!"

Shang Wan said with a squinty-eyed smile, more than satisfied with Nianyang, then joined Liu Yue in praising her over and over.

Meanwhile, in the inner room, Nianyang couldn’t wait to tear open the letter. Seeing the familiar handwriting, her eyes grew hot.

Wife, may this letter find you well.

I’ve already arrived in Beijiang. It’s good here, I’ve gotten used to it. I just miss you so much. You must be good, eat well, sleep well, take good care of yourself. Once things here have settled down, you can come over.

There weren’t many words, but the man’s feelings and love were expressed vividly in those few short sentences.

Nianyang cherished it, reading it over and over, then carefully put it into her space, together with the letters Li Tingyan had written to her before, and then she wrote him a reply.