‘Do you like me?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  Only Yuan Gun Gun could make Hao Yan Che nervous.

  Yuan Gun Gun felt shy to say yes. She nodded her head.

  ‘Tell me,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Hao Yan Che’s violet eyes seduced the words out of Yuan Gun Gun’s mouth.

  ‘I like you,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  Yuan Gun Gun wrapped her arms around Hao Yan Che’s neck, and he kissed her breathless.

  ‘Do you love me?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  Hao Yan Che didn’t answer Yuan Gun Gun, and she felt disappointed.

  ‘Is it hard to answer?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  ‘It’s not hard to answer,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Hao Yan Che gently pinched Yuan Gun Gun’s cheeks.

  ‘When you remember the past, I’ll answer your question,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Yuan Gun Gun nodded her head, and Hao Yan Che kissed her nose.

  ‘Alright,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘Get up and eat a meal.’


  Hao Yan Che knew Yuan Gun Gun was shy about being naked in front of him so he grabbed a dress for her.

  ‘Change quickly,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘I’ll wait for you in the dining room.’


  ‘OK,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  Yuan Gun Gun hugged her dress, watched Hao Yan Che walk to the door and smiled. She was happy he liked her.

  A month past quickly. Hao Yan Che became famous in the Hao Mansion for doting on his wife.

  On the Long brothers’ and Long Liu Bao’s wedding day, Hao Yan Che took Yuan Gun Gun to the wedding. Hao Yan Che was the best man and Yuan Gun Gun was the matron of honor.

  Long Liu Bao hugged Yuan Gun Gun.

  ‘Give me something to eat,’ Long Liu Bao said.

  ‘Bao Bao, you can’t eat yet,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘Ling Ling, it’s good you have flesh on you,’ Long Liu Bao said.

  Long Liu Bao pinched Yuan Gun Gun’s rounder cheeks.

  ‘What did you call my wife?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  Hao Yan Che held Yuan Gun Gun’s hand, and pulled her away from Long Liu Bao.

  ‘I mean Gun Gun,’ Long Liu Bao said.

  Unlike most of the wedding guests, Yuan Gun Gun was deeply moved by how happy Long Liu Bao looked standing between the Long brothers at the altar. Yuan Gun Gun cried happy tears, because her closest friend got to marry the two men who loved Long Liu Bao the most.

  At the wedding reception Hao Yan Che hugged Yuan Gun Gun.

  ‘No crying,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘You always cry whether you’re happy or sad.’


  ‘Bao Bao is really happy,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘Are you saying that you’re not happy?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  ‘That’s not what I mean,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘Let’s go home,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  ‘We can’t leave before the bride and grooms,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘Right now they’re greeting their wedding guests,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘Later they’ll be in honeymoon mode. They won’t remember you exist.’


  Yuan Gun Gun blushed. Hao Yan Che took her for a walk. She rubbed her full stomach, and felt lazy to walk.

  ‘I’m full,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘I don’t want to walk.’


  ‘You need to walk to digest food,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘That way you can eat a midnight meal at home.’


  ‘Do I look like your pet pig?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  ‘Yes,’ Hao Yan Che said. He pinched Yuan Gun Gun’s nose. ‘But pigs are better listeners than you.’


  A plane flew past Yuan Gun Gun and Hao Yan Che. She raised her arms, and framed the plane with her fingers.

  ‘What is my dummy doing now?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  ‘I’m not being a dummy,’ Yuan Gun Gun said sternly. ‘This is called capturing a plane.’


  ‘What?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  ‘Haven’t you heard if you capture one thousand planes, your wish will come true?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  ‘What’s your wish?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

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