Chapter 82 Sister, what does it feel like to be in love?
After having a full meal, when the waiter brought the bill, Lin Han wanted to take it and pay, but Jiang Mengyan beat him to it:
"I told you today is the day to pamper your husband, so don't snatch it from me."

After saying that, Jiang Mengyan handed over her card.

"Okay, okay, I won't fight with you."

Lin Han's smile grew even brighter.

Even boys sometimes enjoy the feeling of being pampered.

You get what you pay for. This meal including service charge cost nearly 2000 yuan, nearly 1000 yuan per person, which is really expensive.

But the taste is really good, and the service environment is impeccable.

After leaving the restaurant with Jiang Mengyan, Lin Han was originally planning to take a leisurely walk to digest the food and then take a bus to the yoga studio for class, but the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"It's Chen Xingzhou. I'll take it."

Lin Han spoke to Jiang Mengyan before answering the phone.

As soon as the call was connected, Chen Xingzhou's wailing voice came from the other end:

"Xiaohan, you are unreliable! I promised to ask your wife to help buy the flowers!"

"Damn it, there have been so many things going on these past two days that I forgot."

Lin Han subconsciously shrank his shoulders and looked at Jiang Mengyan beside him:
“The girl Xingzhou is pursuing particularly likes the style of the bouquet you helped to match last time, so Xingzhou wants you to help match another bouquet.

As a result, I forgot about it, and he came to me to accuse me."

"Brothers, right? You've forgotten about your brothers since you have a wife, right?"

Chen Xingzhou's voice was filled with grief and indignation: "I had agreed with her before that I would give her another bouquet, and she was looking forward to it.

Lulu just asked me very carefully if I had forgotten about this. If it was too expensive or troublesome, then I would not need to do it.
That look broke my heart. I am not a human being!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong. I'll ask Meng Yan to make you another bouquet and send it to you as quickly as possible, okay?"

"You better be real!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Han quickly looked at Jiang Mengyan.

“No rush, no rush, we’re all in Jinghai anyway. I just found the boss of the flower shop that I used to order flowers for my sister. She knows my style.

I asked her to help make a bouquet as quickly as possible and send it over later."

Before Lin Han could speak, Jiang Mengyan said with a smile.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Lin Han breathed a sigh of relief: "My wife is still reliable."

After solving Chen Xingzhou’s urgent problem, Lin Han and Jiang Mengyan went to the prenatal yoga studio together for class.

Although prenatal yoga is a relatively low-intensity exercise, it is still a bit difficult for Jiang Mengyan, who doesn't exercise much and is not in good health.

After one class, she was like a pile of mud lying on the ground.

Seeing that Jiang Mengyan was so tired, Lin Han couldn't bear to let her run with him anymore.

So he sent her home and went to pick up his second uncle who was delivering the goods, and also went to pick up the first batch of new packaging that had been ordered.

Because he had informed Zhou Fan in advance, the loading and unloading of goods was completed easily on his side.

As for the remaining dozen or so boxes, only Lin Han can deliver them.

Fortunately, he was also a teaching assistant, and the professors were familiar with him, so the handover went smoothly.

Looking at the more than one thousand yuan in his mobile phone, my second uncle felt grateful and sad.

This is the first income for the orange orchard this year.

"Uncle, this is what Mengyan bought for Ruoruo."

After delivering the goods, Lin Han sat on the passenger seat of his uncle's delivery truck and took out the phone Jiang Mengyan had bought before and handed it to him: "You and Second Aunt's phones have your own uses, and it's not convenient to give them to Ruoruo all the time. Give this to her so that if she has any worries or anything she wants to share, we can know in time."

"How can I accept this? You and Xiaoyan have already helped my family so much, and you still want to give Ruoruo such an expensive gift?"

Looking at the obviously expensive logo that could only be seen on TV commercials, my second uncle rubbed his hands awkwardly and hesitated to take it.

"This isn't for you and Second Aunt, it's for Ruoruo. Second Uncle, you can't make the decision for Ruoruo and refuse it."

Lin Han forcibly stuffed the phone in and said with a smile:

"Also, Uncle, don't rush back. Let's go to the packaging and printing factory and I'll tell you in detail about the plan I mentioned to you before."

On the other side, Jiang Mengyan, who was sent home by Lin Han and was resting on the sofa, saw several messages pop up on her phone:
[Sister, are you busy with work now? ]

[Can we chat for a while? ]

It’s a message from my sister.

Jiang Mengyan quickly replied:
[I don’t have to go to work today, so I’m free~ What do you want to talk about? Tell me~]

The words "the other party is typing" were displayed above the dialog box. After going back and forth several times, the message was finally sent:

[Sister, what does it feel like to be in love? ]

What does it feel like to be in love?
Jiang Mengyan was stunned, then surprised and happy.

You know, over the years, my sister was bullied as a child because of her weak body, and she also witnessed with her own eyes how her incompetent father despised her and how he beat her mother.

All these left a deep and indelible mark on the then young sister, so that she became more and more withdrawn and more and more resistant to contact with others.

Other girls of her age have already started dressing up beautifully, enjoying a happy college life, and falling in love.

But my sister can only recuperate in the hospital intermittently.

I can’t even make friends, let alone meet the opposite sex.

But now, she tentatively asked what it felt like to be in love.

Does this mean that she has made a new friend who she doesn't dislike, and the other person is a man?
But while she was happy, Jiang Mengyan was also a little worried.

After all, her younger sister is not like her, who has been struggling in school and society for many years.

My younger sister grew up with her heart almost closed. She doesn't understand the ways of the world, nor does she know how treacherous human hearts can be.

If the other person is a good person, it's fine, but if he has bad intentions.
She simply couldn't bear to think about what would become of her sister who had finally tried to open her heart.

But you can't ask too directly.

My sister is in adolescence now and is a sensitive girl. Too direct questioning like a parent will make her more likely to resist.

How to do?
Jiang Mengyan, who was very good at coaxing Ruoruo, was a little at a loss at this moment and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

But soon, another message came from the other side:
[Sister, last time you said your brother-in-law treats you very well and your baby very well, so you two should be in love now, right? How do you feel? ]

Jiang Mengyan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's hard to explain the empty and false principles, but it's easy to apply them in Lin Han's daily life.

[The most important feeling should be a sense of security. 】

【Reassurance?】

[It’s the feeling that when you have something that is difficult to solve by yourself, there is someone who will face and bear it with you, which makes you not want to escape and have the courage to face it.]

The girl on the other side was silent for a long time before sending the next message:
[Well, my sister and I seem to have different feelings.]

【Tell me? 】

Seeing that her sister wanted to speak, Jiang Mengyan quickly took the opportunity to ask.

(End of this chapter)