?75: Chapter 75 Different Ideas 75: Chapter 75 Different Ideas “You’re saying my sister-in-law cried all night?” Yang Fan asked in shock, as if struck by lightning.

    “Although she didn’t cry the entire night, she did wail for most of it!” Zhou Wenhui stared at Yang Fan furiously and demanded, “Tell me honestly, what did you do?”

    Yang Fan was momentarily bewildered.

    His sister-in-law’s behavior had truly left him clueless.

    She wanted to buy all those messy toys to stop his thoughts, and now Yang Fan openly said he would restrain himself, and wouldn’t have any inappropriate ideas anymore, but then she wailed all night.

    So, what was he supposed to do?

    “I’ll go and see her,” Yang Fan said as he got up.

    “You stay right there and explain things to me first,” Zhou Wenhui said, pushing him back down.

    Yang Fan shook his head, “I really don’t know what’s going on.”

    How on earth was he supposed to explain this to Little Mother?

    There was simply no place to start!

    “Do I look like a fool to you?

    I didn’t provoke her, Xiao Juan couldn’t have done anything to her, so who else do you think made her cry half the night?

    You definitely did something, spit it out,” Zhou Wenhui said with her arms crossed in front of her and a raging presence.

    Seeing that he wouldn’t be let off the hook easily today, Yang Fan had no choice but to say helplessly, “My sister-in-law was planning to buy me some toys, you know, dolls, cups, and stuff like that.

    I didn’t want them.

    Then, she said I should let go of my thoughts about her, and I agreed.

    That’s all that happened!”

    “Then why did she cry?” Zhou Wenhui asked, frowning.

    Yang Fan was just as confused and nodded.

    Indeed, he wanted to know that too.

    The only difference was that he hadn’t listened to his sister-in-law’s half-year agreement.

    Could that be the issue?

    Zhou Wenhui, still puzzled, turned and sat down on the double sofa by the window, “So, your sister-in-law meant that you shouldn’t have any inappropriate thoughts about her, and then you agreed, right?”

    Yang Fan nodded.

    Zhou Wenhui crossed her legs and mumbled in perplexity, “That doesn’t make sense.

    She said no, you agreed, isn’t that exactly what she wanted?

    What does she have to cry about?”

    Yang Fan shook his head again.

    “No, you must have said something else in between?

    Come on, give it to me straight.

    I’m helping you two, not hurting you, so spill it all!” Zhou Wenhui exclaimed angrily.

    Yang Fan had no choice but to mention the half-year agreement.

    “There you go, you little brat, omitting the most important news,” Zhou Wenhui scolded.

    Yang Fan said, puzzled, “But it doesn’t make any difference!”

    “Doesn’t make a damn bit of difference, my foot.

    The difference is huge, okay?” Zhou Wenhui yelled, “By saying that, it shows she cares about you in her heart, but she also wants to maintain her own reputation.

    Wait, no, this isn’t right.

    Isn’t this kind of unfair to you?”

    “She maintains her reputation, playing the new-age paragon of chastity, but then why does she want you to wait for half a year?

    That’s nonsense!

    Either it will happen, or it won’t, right?

    What’s more, if your big brother comes back after a while, what will it have to do with you then?”

    “Now, it makes sense for you two to be together; your big brother has vanished without a word, and a sister-in-law who hasn’t set any matrimonial ties and doesn’t want to switch families—there’s nothing wrong with her turning around and marrying you, nobody could say a damn thing.

    But her wanting to wait for two people at once, that’s a bit too much.

    No, I have to talk to her; this is just ridiculous.”

    “Little Mother, wait...” Yang Fan called out anxiously, but Zhou Wenhui had already stormed out furiously.

    The scene was like the reincarnation of the Black Whirlwind, Li Kui.

    Yang Fan looked at the open door of his room and silently got off the bed to close it again.

    Forget it, might as well go back to sleep.

    What Little Mother said actually made some sense and essentially reflected what Yang Fan was thinking.

    But what use was it for the two of them to see it that way?

    The key issue was that his sister-in-law didn’t think so.

    Lying comfortably in bed and listening to the rush of rain outside, Yang Fan turned on his phone.

    With this kind of weather, it’s better to play on the phone and sleep than to worry about anything else.

    He had just turned on his phone when he suddenly found that Li Jia had sent several messages at some unknown time.

    He opened them and immediately perked up.

    Li Jia said that Fu Xuebing hadn’t come home all of last night, and with today’s heavy rain, he probably wouldn’t return either.

    She asked Yang Fan to find an excuse to come over to her place later and finish what they hadn’t completed the other night.

    “I’ll come over in a bit,” Yang Fan, full of vigor, replied to Li Jia and quickly got up to wash.

    Compared to such an enticing offer, sleeping in suddenly seemed less important.

    However, the thought of his sister-in-law suddenly doused the passionate flame in Yang Fan’s heart.

    He deliberately tried not to think about it, but he couldn’t help it.

    The more he suppressed it, the more melancholic he felt, not knowing how to resolve it.

    After washing up, he was ready to find an excuse to go straight to Li Jia, but after some thought, he decided to wait a little longer.

    Better to see what Little Mother and his sister-in-law had discussed first.

    Little Mother, troubled by his sister-in-law’s situation, hadn’t had time to tidy up the breakfast this morning.

    Yang Fan had to make his way into the kitchen and cook a pot of porridge, then reheat last night’s leftovers for breakfast.

    But Little Mother and his sister-in-law still hadn’t come down from upstairs, and Wei Juan seemed not to have gotten up yet either.

    Yang Fan waited and waited but saw no one, growing uneasy.

    He had no choice but to go upstairs to see what was going on.

    Just reaching the door of his sister-in-law’s room, he heard Little Mother’s voice coming from inside, “How can you be so stubborn, girl?

    The best choice for you now is to be with Fanzi.”

    “You and I are not the same, so don’t compare yourself with me.

    I’m not waiting for anyone.

    It doesn’t make a difference to me where I am, because I’m alone either way.

    Since Fanzi accepts me as his out-of-nowhere stepmom, I might as well retire early in this beautiful place surrounded by mountains and rivers.”

    “Just listen to me, go down now and tell Fanzi to consummate the marriage tonight, and everything will be settled.”

    “Little Mother, you have no idea what I’m thinking,” Ye Tong’s voice rose.

    “I don’t understand my ass.

    If I didn’t understand, why would I have just said all that?” Zhou Wenhu suddenly flared up, “If you’re waiting for Fanzi’s elder brother, then don’t go telling Fanzi about waiting half a year or anything.

    Just wait if that’s what you want.

    If you’re not willing to wait, get together with him right now; that would be suitable.

    Don’t be dangling one in each hand, unable to let go.

    What kind of mess are you creating here?”

    “Little Mother, I understand what you’re saying, but I just need a little more time to adapt,” Ye Tong said.

    “You, oh boy, forget it, I won’t say anymore.

    Think whatever you want.

    With your head, I feel I can’t turn it around,” Zhou Wenhu shouted loudly and suddenly walked out the door.

    Seeing Yang Fan standing at the entrance, she gestured for him to keep quiet and pushed him downstairs.

    “Don’t say anything now, let her figure it out on her own first; talking too much is useless.” After going downstairs, Zhou Wenhu whispered, “Go on, go on, I’ll take care of breakfast.

    You go back to your lazy sleep.”