Now she just took a quick shower here, changed into clean clothes, and finally felt a bit more comfortable.

However, as soon as she came out, she saw Zhang Ke standing at the door. The light in the corridor was very dim, and the man was just standing at the door. Wang Zhao was startled when she first opened the door and came out.

“Dad, why are you standing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?” Wang Zhao’s heart took several seconds to relax, and then she felt a bit helpless. She wiped her face, feeling her whole head clear up, as if she had sprayed a small bottle of essential balm.

Zhang Ke looked at his daughter with wet hair, his face somewhat hesitant, as if he didn’t know how to speak. After a good while, just when Wang Zhao was about to give up and ask Zhang Ke to go to sleep first, he tugged at Wang Zhao’s sleeve and then said in a low voice, stammering something that left Wang Zhao speechless.

“The weather is getting cold, you shouldn’t take cold showers every day, it’s not good for your health,” Zhang Ke said this as if afraid of others hearing, and feeling embarrassed to say such things to his grown-up daughter, his whole person seemed awkward.

In fact, in Wang Zhao’s life, her two parents didn’t worry much about her.

Things like adolescence, rebellious period, physiological development period, Wang Zhao seemed to naturally understand and peacefully pass through this period. The only thing that worried them was an incident when Wang Zhao was six or seven years old, but it only took half a year for Wang Zhao to return to normal, like other little girls, without showing any abnormalities.

So for Wang Zhao’s growth, they really didn’t offer any substantial suggestions, at most saying a few words about being careful when making friends outside and not bullying boys.

Wang Zhao actually didn’t understand at first what Zhang Ke meant by this sentence, but after meeting his meaningful and disapproving gaze, she felt a bit helpless.

“Dad, I just had a dream and sweated a little, felt a bit uncomfortable so I came out to take a shower. It’s not what you think,” Wang Zhao explained helplessly.

Zhang Ke looked at Wang Zhao, half believing and half doubting. How could one sweat so much in such cool weather?

He thought that maybe Wang Zhao was grown up now, and was embarrassed to talk about some things, so he went along and said:

“If it’s not, then it’s not. But I see this situation isn’t good. Zhenguan is pregnant after all, and you’re in your prime, your body’s fire is strong. For this period, you two should not sleep together. I’ll help you tidy up the study, there’s a couch there where your mom sometimes takes naps. I’ve tidied it up for you, let you stay there for a while.”

It was clear to anyone that Zhang Ke didn’t believe Wang Zhao’s explanation and was still stubbornly insisting on his own opinion.

After all, Wang Zhao was only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old now, an age where, ahem, desire for such things is strong and intense. Zhang Ke was experienced in this, he understood these things very well. But Li Zhenguan had a child in his belly, so he wasn’t comfortable letting these two young people stay together.

It was also because of this that he heard the sound of Wang Zhao opening the door outside.

Wang Zhao initially wanted to object when she heard Zhang Ke’s words, but after thinking for a moment, she nodded and agreed, ignoring his teasing gaze: “Then thank you for your trouble.”

Zhang Ke said: “Dad’s not asking you to sleep separately right after getting married. You should talk to Zhenguan privately, to avoid making him think I have something against him.”

Wang Zhao laughed: “Dad, Zhenguan isn’t that sensitive.”

Zhang Ke glanced at her, feeling that his daughter didn’t quite understand men, but he only thought this in his heart. Otherwise, if Wang Zhao heard this, who knows how she would laugh at him.

Zhang Ke changed the bedding for the small couch in the study. Because it was getting cold now, the bedding needed to be changed to something thicker. However, after Zhang Ke found the quilt, Wang Zhao stopped his actions.

“I can make the bed myself, Dad. You go to sleep first. It’s probably almost two or three o’clock now.” Wang Zhao glanced at the time on her phone, it was really late now, and tomorrow Zhang Ke and Wang Xuechun still had to get up early to entertain the guests who hadn’t left yet.

Zhang Ke didn’t insist on doing it himself and put down the quilt in his hand. He was also very tired, having been busy all day, arranging for the guests at home.

Wang Xuechun didn’t have many relatives on her side, and even fewer on his side. Although there weren’t many relatives, there were many guests who came, including Wang Xuechun’s colleagues and students who had good relationships over the years. Adding them up, the number was quite considerable.

“Then you prepare yourself. After making the bed, go to sleep early. Tomorrow you still need to go to the hotel. Yang Jin contacted me earlier, saying that Zhenguan’s maternal grandfather and grandmother haven’t left yet. They said they wanted to stay and see you two again. The elderly live far away and it’s not easy for them to travel at their age. You need to be more polite when you go this time.”

Some relatives were still at the hotel, and Wang Zhao and Li Zhenguan still had to go have a meal together.

The reason why Yang Jin specially came to remind them must have other reasons, but he didn’t say much on the phone. However, Zhang Ke still had some guesses. Zhenguan’s grandmother’s identity was not ordinary. Although she’s retired now, she’s still an old cadre, and her interpersonal relationships are still there.

Wang Zhao will definitely want to move up in the future, so some connections should be paid attention to.

Wang Zhao understood the meaning in Zhang Ke’s unfinished words. She just smiled faintly, nodded, and then pushed Zhang Ke out.

“You should go to sleep quickly, don’t worry about these things,” Wang Zhao said. “I will handle everything well, you don’t need to worry too much.”

After Zhang Ke left, only Wang Zhao remained in the study. Because it was an old-fashioned study, the entire setup was very antique in style. The room was basically filled with wooden furniture, several pieces made of mahogany. Among them was Wang Xuechun’s old desk, which had been used for a long time and was passed down from the older generation. It seemed to have a layer of shiny patina.

One disadvantage of wooden decorations is that if not well-maintained, the whole room can appear somewhat dim. This Chinese style can sometimes make people feel a sense of oppression.

After making the bed, Wang Zhao didn’t go back, but directly lay down on the couch here.

She glanced at her phone, it was almost three o’clock. At this time, Li Zhenguan should be sound asleep, but she didn’t know that almost seconds after she left the room, Li Zhenguan had woken up. He waited for a while but didn’t see Wang Zhao return. When he was about to get out of bed to look for her, he heard voices in the corridor, it was Zhang Ke and Wang Zhao.

The voices were very low, he couldn’t hear them clearly, but later he heard the sound of the two entering the study.

Li Zhenguan didn’t go out. He sat on the bed and touched the place where Wang Zhao had been lying. Who knows what he was thinking, but after a while, he lay down again, right in the spot where Wang Zhao had slept, his hand on his abdomen, as if he could feel the child inside.

Now, this was his life.

He knew that Wang Zhao was a person with a strong sense of responsibility. As long as this child existed, she wouldn’t be able to ignore him.

The child in his belly gave him a certain degree of security, a security that Wang Zhao as a person found difficult to provide him.

Meanwhile, Wang Zhao was still thinking about her previous dream. Actually, she couldn’t really remember what dream she had, only some lingering shock remained in her heart. Trying to recall carefully, she couldn’t remember much, only some vague feelings. It seemed to be about Li Zhenguan, and also seemed to be about the original body’s childhood. She couldn’t be sure if it was the original body’s memory or her own memory.

This feeling of loss of control made her uneasy, just like most people suffering from procrastination, feeling anxious because of uncertainty about the future.

Wang Zhao was like this now.

Undoubtedly, she had a strong heart, able to take root in this world in just two short months. She had already dealt well enough with the mess left by the original body.

This night passed in a panic, with the wife and husband sleeping on two beds, neither sleeping very well.

The next day, Wang Zhao got up very early, almost before daybreak. She returned to the room alone. Li Zhenguan was still lying in bed, not yet awake. Wang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt and lay down, trying to be as light as possible to avoid waking him.

However, as soon as she lay down, the man beside her moved. Wang Zhao turned her head, Li Zhenguan’s eyes half-opened, seeming to notice Wang Zhao was there, then an arm draped over her, his whole body curling into her embrace.

But he shrank back a little. Wang Zhao had just lain down, her body still carrying the characteristic chill of early morning, her exposed arms cool. This unexpected contact made Li Zhenguan shudder, his eyes opening a bit more.

“Why are you so cold?”

Wang Zhao rarely lied, but that didn’t stop her from being vague: “I went to the bathroom outside, afraid of waking you up, so I didn’t come back. I rested in the study, probably because I walked around outside, so it’s a bit cold.”

“Don’t stick to me, be careful not to get cold.”

Li Zhenguan didn’t mind, almost entirely curled up under her arm, like a koala. Wang Zhao didn’t dare to move her hand carelessly.

“Zhenguan, aren’t you going back to sleep?” She sighed.

Actually, she was still a bit drowsy, last night had been a chaotic one.

Li Zhenguan made an “mm” sound, mumbling the word “sleep” hazily, closing his eyes and lying on Wang Zhao’s arm, the soft hair on top of his head nestled under her neck, like a cat, occasionally nuzzling.

Wang Zhao had no choice but to be a tree stump. Originally, she thought she would have to keep her eyes open until dawn, but unexpectedly, after a while, she felt sleepiness sweep over her, her eyelids drooping, and her whole person gradually fell asleep like this.

After she fell asleep, her breathing became steady. Only then did Li Zhenguan raise his head to look at her, pursed his lips slightly, then buried himself in the woman’s neck again, closing his eyes and finally falling into a deep sleep.

This sleep lasted until daybreak. Two hours later, Li Zhenguan’s phone on the bedside table rang, waking both of them up directly.

Wang Zhao wanted to move, but realized there was a person lying on top of her like an octopus. This was the first time she knew that Li Zhenguan was such a restless sleeper.

Li Zhenguan also woke up, rubbing his eyes. Just as he was about to raise his head, he bumped into Wang Zhao’s chin, causing a muffled groan to sound above his head.

Wang Zhao felt somewhat unlucky. She covered her chin, torn between laughter and tears, telling Li Zhenguan to quickly get off her.

At this moment, however, Li Zhenguan refused to move, stretching out an arm to hug Wang Zhao.

So, for the first time since coming to this world, Wang Zhao felt the difference in this body, or more accurately, the difference from the previous world.

That is, it was particularly sensitive in the morning, especially if there was a man beside you.

At this moment, Li Zhenguan almost rubbed against her, causing Wang Zhao to frown involuntarily and press down on Li Zhenguan’s shoulders.

She lowered her voice and said to the man on top of her: “Zhenguan, get down.”

Her voice was faint, but carried an irresistible pressure.

Li Zhenguan seemed to sense something in the tone of these words. His clear black and white eyes looked up to meet Wang Zhao’s eyes, which had already become somewhat stern.

Wang Zhao’s brows furrowed slightly, the weight on his shoulders seeming to increase a bit. In this ambiguous gaze, she repeated what she had just said, her voice also becoming a bit hoarse, not as pressuring as before.

She said: “Zhenguan, get off me.”