Free Web NovelChapter 1878: Chapter 1865: New Year’s Welcome (3)
Xia Siyu chuckled: "They’re talking nonsense! Why shouldn’t you be the one returning to the family, quitting your job to take care of the home and kids, and letting your wife go out to work? Although being an artist isn’t anything noble, it’s nothing shameful either; it’s not against the law or anything, just a profession, so why the double standard?"
She always speaks her mind, not necessarily defending Shang Feifei, but rather expressing her own feelings. Even if she weren’t an artist and just an office worker, if her husband’s family wanted her to quit her job to take care of the kids after marriage, she’d definitely give them an earful.
When quitting, they often say, "I’ll support you," but once you’re really spending your husband’s money, you’ll feel restricted everywhere. Even if the husband is sensible and doesn’t complain about his wife "doing nothing at home but looking after the child," as long as his parents have the slightest dissatisfaction, it can be disastrous for the woman.
The bottom line is you still need to work; no matter how little you earn, it’s always better than staying at home, stuck in a small world.
Her mom is a living example of this. No matter how glamorous she was before marriage, it was useless. After leaving the industry, the Xia Family looked down on her as expected. It would have been better to withstand the pressure and stay in the industry; maybe she would’ve turned things around a long time ago.
"As for having kids, if I want to have them, I will, and if I don’t, no one will stop me, even if ten people tried. If you’re willing, we’ll be together; if not, then get lost."
Although Shang Feifei already knew that Xia Siyu and Bo Yan were not only dating but even had registered their marriage, she was still slightly surprised to hear this. Despite thinking the same, she wouldn’t say it so crudely. But Xia Siyu’s crude words, surprisingly, were quite satisfying.
Looking back at Bo Yan, he smiled a little without rebutting. These two must have already planned their futures, and as both are rebellious children of their families, their family’s words hold little sway over them.
Han Yifan nodded and then shook his head: "Yes, yes, it doesn’t matter whether to have kids or not. No, I won’t leave."
This guy, although he can hold his drink, drank a bit too quickly just now and inevitably got a little tipsy. As they were chatting, Bo Yan received a message, as did Han Yifan.
Now it’s 10:30 in the evening, and the US stock market is opening. Bosch Corporation is leading the rise of Chinese stocks, stretching upward as soon as the market opens.
Bo Yan sent a message: "No rush."
It’s not even midnight yet, what’s the hurry?
Han Yifan turned to Shang Feifei: "Do you want to go back to rest first?"
Going back, in fact, just meant going next door. Now it’s 10:30 p.m. and by usual standards, it’s Fei’er’s rest time. But this is New Year’s Eve, and every household is celebrating reunions. Normally, Fei’er likes to be alone, but if she goes back to the next room now, Han Yifan will also discuss tonight’s plans with Bo Yan and might not have time to accompany her.
Being alone in that empty house wouldn’t be an issue normally, but for tonight...
She smiled: "I just finished dinner; it’s not great to sleep now. At least wait a few more hours."
Just now at the Han Family’s, Han Yifan defended her persistently and later had a big argument with his family before they left.
Although she initially got together with Han Yifan due to his persistent pursuit, and he had to put in a lot along the way, since she agreed to go home with him, it means she’s made up her mind about marrying him.
Since she’s decided, they should both be more understanding and giving. While he’s busy here, she might not be able to help, but she can still keep him company. After all, she has nothing planned for the next couple of days, so she can always catch up on sleep later.
Han Yifan nodded in appreciation, and since they decided to stay here and weren’t waiting to time their strategy with the market opening, they had some time to burn, so they might as well go outside and set off the remaining fireworks.
As they opened the door and stepped out, during the hour and a bit that had passed, the snow outside had already piled into quite a heap. Xia Siyu was particularly delighted: "I want to make a snowman!"
Bo Yan looked at the sky: "It’s not enough now, let’s wait until tomorrow morning, then we’ll do it together."
Having drunk a bit too much, Han Yifan was feeling dizzy, but the cool breeze outside immediately sobered him up a lot: "How about a competition?"
"What’s there to compete about?" Xia Siyu said, then threw a snowball straight at him, hitting him spot on.
Hit by a snowball, Han Yifan was instantly displeased: "Damn, Bo Yan, manage your wife!" freewebnøvel.com
Bo Yan smiled and nodded, and casually threw an even larger snowball, smacking it right into Han Yifan’s face.
"Bo Yan, damn you!" Han Yifan suddenly jumped up, grabbed a handful of snow from the greenery nearby, and began launching it at Bo Yan. As Shang Feifei watched the scene unfold, she accidentally got a face-full of snow from Xia Siyu, too.
Now it was a full-on four-way battle. Clearly, Han Yifan, having drunk too much, and Shang Feifei, not one for fighting, were overmatched by the opposing team of the antagonistic couple. Xia Siyu was having a blast; even after getting hit in the face with a snowball, she wasn’t mad, and she just returned fire, showering the others.
Especially Bo Yan, quietly engaging in guerrilla tactics on the side, he was clearly an expert; he’d obviously fought countless snowball battles as a kid, targeting Han Yifan while avoiding Shang Feifei. Han Yifan had to both defend and counter while protecting his girlfriend, leaving him thoroughly battered. freewebnoveℓ.com
After the snowball fight, he was soaked from head to toe, but it did help sober him up a lot. During halftime, after changing his clothes and shoes at home, the alcohol seemed to have completely evaporated.
Once back at Bo Yan’s, the fireworks were ready. Xia Siyu had just enjoyed playing with sparklers, and there were still several large fireworks to set off, providing the perfect excuse to light them one by one—the sky burst with fiery blooms, against a backdrop of swirling snow, making for a truly refreshing sight.
It was rare that even the previously dispirited Han Yifan and Shang Feifei found themselves smiling. Especially after the fireworks, when they returned to Bo Yan’s house for the countdown.
As the TV blared "nineteen, eighteen, seventeen... four, three, two, one," they watched the final countdown again from Bo Yan’s house, where the fireworks were still going, thanks to Xia Siyu’s fondness for sparklers and the remaining large fireworks waiting for their turn. Against the gentle fall of snow, the spectacle was invigorating.
It was a rare chance for smiles from the once dispirited Han Yifan and Shang Feifei, especially as they returned to Bo Yan’s for the countdown as the TV echoed with "nineteen, eighteen, seventeen... four, three, two, one," setting the scene once more at Bo Yan’s house, with the remaining fireworks still lighting up the night sky. Against the backdrop of falling snow, it was a wonderfully refreshing sight.
In this rare moment, even Han Yifan and Shang Feifei, who were downcast earlier, found joy. After the fireworks, going back inside for the countdown completed the night.
With the TV announcing "nineteen, eighteen, seventeen... four, three, two, one,"
