"Ah?" Gong Mingxia was stunned. Wasn’t this change a bit too sudden?
Just moments ago, he was talking about how Aunt Wang was causing trouble for him, too embarrassed to apologize, and now, without even making it back home, he’d turned around to ask for a "talk"?
Seemingly catching her confusion, Cao Yuan explained, "I was thinking, if we could try talking, it would put my mom at ease. Plus, my job is unique; I don’t have the time to go on blind dates. There are some introductions in the military, but I don’t feel anything for them. My mom says you’re good, and I think you’re pretty great too—independent, strong, and very capable, exceptionally kind—you’re my ideal type. If you’re willing, we can exchange addresses and correspond. If you’re not, then it’s as if I never said anything."
Just from that statement, Gong Mingxia was certain he was a straight man—someone who never showed interest in anything beyond work.
After all, Aunt Wang had said, their spousal and mother-in-law relationships weren’t that problematic. Still, a woman can only take so much indifference before she chooses to leave.
Gong Mingxia had not dated in her previous life and was very naïve about love, but she knew that this was not the love she wanted; at least for now, she was not interested.
Although her profession gave her security, this security was not born out of a family-first mindset but out of a citizen’s respect for soldiers. His excellence in protecting the country was indisputable, but within his own small family, he was neither a qualified husband nor son, and certainly not a good father. Gong Mingxia did not wish to spend her life with such a man.
Just think about it; I manage by myself with my daughter as it is. If I marry you, I’d have to serve your parents, take care of your son, and you wouldn’t be by my side. What do I gain from marrying you? Not only would you be of no help to me, but you’d also add unnecessary burdens—does that seem right?
Gong Mingxia shook her head. It wasn’t suitable, right?
Don’t look at how nice Aunt Wang is being to her now. That’s because she has a use for her. Living together would easily lead to conflicts.
Perhaps it was seeing the myriad ways of humanity on display in the hospital that made Gong Mingxia reject his proposal with such rationality.
"I’m sorry, but I have no plans to remarry at the moment, my apologies."
"No need to apologize. Since you’re not interested, I now understand how to interact with you in the future. Don’t worry, I won’t hold a grudge over this. I’ll still have to ask for your help with my mom," Cao Yuan said.
"Of course, no problem."
Having this conversation was actually quite good. It was clear that Cao Yuan wasn’t one to drag things out, preferring to handle matters in an open and decisive manner.
Look how quickly they sorted out their relationship. Gong Mingxia breathed a sigh of relief. When she got back home and closed her door, she couldn’t help but look down at Xiao Xiao, "Do you want Mommy to find you a daddy?"
Her daughter had been right by her side just a moment ago. She wasn’t sure if Xiao Xiao understood, but Gong Mingxia still wanted to ask her opinion.
"Mommy, didn’t you just turn down Uncle? I know what remarriage means. Remarriage is you marrying Uncle, right? Grandma has already told me. If Mommy doesn’t want to, I don’t want to either. Uncle will just be Uncle, and Granny Wang will just be Granny Wang—not my real grandma. But Mommy is my real mommy, so I will listen to Mommy."
Gong Mingxia was surprised by her daughter’s ability to articulate her thoughts. Her words were simple, but they carried profound meaning.
Aunt Wang must have made quite the effort with Xiao Xiao, but clearly, Xiao Xiao sided with her. She was right—Uncle and Grandma could be as nice as they wanted, but that wasn’t the same as blood ties. Only her mother’s kindness was truly genuine, so following her mother’s lead was definitely the right choice. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ NovєlFіre.net