Chapter 52

Xia Guifang was filled with happiness and joy. Wang Xiaoqiang saw her standing there in a daze, and turned to look at her, saying, "Xiaofang, what are you thinking about?"

Xia Guifang's face turned slightly red, and she whispered, "Nothing."

Xia Guifang was wearing a white T-shirt and a purple skirt. The white represented purity, and the purple was alluring, contrasting beautifully with her fair skin and curvaceous figure, making her incredibly attractive.

Wang Xiaoqiang thought to himself that even if Xia Guifang were in the provincial capital, where there were many beautiful women, she would still attract a lot of attention from men.

Because they were close, Wang Xiaoqiang could clearly see her long, swan-like neck and the two full mounds that seemed about to burst out of her T-shirt. The faint scent of a maiden on her body made Wang Xiaoqiang feel slightly breathless.

He quickly turned his gaze away, but the image of those two mounds that seemed about to burst out of her T-shirt kept popping up in his mind.

These two mounds were so large that they reminded Wang Xiaoqiang of a joke from the village. The joke was about Huang Chunsheng. The gist of it was that Huang Chunsheng's wife, Feng Yuxian, had a large chest, comparable to a water bag. After Feng Yuxian gave birth to their first son, her milk supply was so abundant that even other women whose milk supply was insufficient could not finish it. In the spirit of thrift, Huang Chunsheng and his son would share the milk. This story inadvertently spread and became a laughing matter among the villagers. Some would even joke with Huang Chunsheng, "Chunsheng, is your wife's milk sweet?"

At first, Huang Chunsheng strongly denied it, saying it was all made up. This often led to heated arguments, but the more he denied it, the more people teased him. Later, he learned to play along and would say with a superior air, "It's very sweet and very fragrant. What's the problem? Are you envious? Even if you are, it's no use. Is your wife's chest as big as hers?"

Thinking about this, Wang Xiaoqiang felt his face turn red, and he felt a wave of shame. "Why did I think of this? Am I becoming a bad person?"

The two childhood sweethearts, who used to talk about everything, found themselves in an awkward silence after their conversation. This had never happened before. They both knew they had a lot to say to each other, but when they were together, they couldn't get a word out.

Finally, the driver of the minivan in front of them spoke up, "Are you two going to the provincial capital to buy wedding clothes?"

Since Wang Xiaoqiang's contracted fields had a bountiful harvest, his reputation had spread throughout the surrounding villages. As the village beauty of Sanmiao Village, Xia Guifang was also well-known. The driver, a man in his thirties from a nearby village, recognized the two of them. Seeing their good match, he assumed they were going to buy wedding clothes. This unexpected guess made both of them blush deeply. Xia Guifang lowered her head in embarrassment, waiting for Wang Xiaoqiang to respond. If he admitted it, her doubts would be completely dispelled.

Wang Xiaoqiang had already seen through Xia Guifang's thoughts. She had no intention of going to the provincial capital to buy clothes; everything was arranged by Xia Sanwa. Seeing that Xia Guifang did not contradict him, Wang Xiaoqiang was even more certain of his guess. However, instead of denying it, he asked the driver, "Brother, do you think we make a good match?"

The driver replied very decisively, "Yes, a very good match. You two are a perfect pair. By the way, count me in for the wedding banquet, okay?"

Xia Guifang felt a wave of sweetness, and her face turned even redder. Wang Xiaoqiang, however, replied very decisively, "Sure, I'll invite you."

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoqiang reached out and grabbed Xia Guifang's hand. She did not resist, and her soft, smooth hand remained in his grasp.

At this moment, Xia Guifang was incredibly happy. She felt so joyful that she wanted to laugh out loud, but she didn't dare.

Wang Xiaoqiang held Xia Guifang's hand all the way to the provincial capital.

Following Wang Xiaoqiang's instructions, the driver dropped them off at a flower market in the provincial capital. After getting out of the car and saying goodbye to the driver, Wang Xiaoqiang let go of Xia Guifang's hand and carried the golden chrysanthemum tree down from the car.

Although it was already autumn, the heat was still intense, especially at noon. Wang Xiaoqiang decided to find a place to stay first. They wandered along the street until Wang Xiaoqiang brought Xia Guifang to a hotel called Yijia Hotel.

"Would you like to stay here?" The Yijia Hotel was a mid-range hotel in the provincial capital, not as luxurious as a five-star hotel but much better than a small inn. The front desk attendant was very polite and immediately greeted them.

"Is there a room available?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked.

"Yes, we have rooms," the front desk attendant replied, looking at the two of them. "We have standard rooms, double rooms, and luxury suites... For a young couple like you, a double room would be the most suitable, as it is both comfortable and economical..."

This made both of them blush. Wang Xiaoqiang said, "We'll take two standard rooms."

Wang Xiaoqiang said this mainly out of consideration for Xia Guifang's feelings. They were not as open as city couples who would casually do such things.

"Uh..." The attendant looked a bit puzzled. "Two standard rooms cost much more than a double room. Are you two... not a couple?"

Xia Guifang, with a red face, said, "Xiaoqiang, let's not waste money. We'll take a double room."

Seeing Xia Guifang say this, Wang Xiaoqiang felt relieved and immediately booked a double room.

When the two entered the designated room, the atmosphere became a bit awkward. To cover up the awkwardness, Wang Xiaoqiang placed the golden chrysanthemum tree under the window and squatted down to examine it. After more than two months of care, he was about to sell it, and he felt a bit reluctant to part with it.

Seeing Xia Guifang sitting on the bed, looking a bit uneasy, Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Xiaofang, if you're hot, you can take a shower. I won't peek."

"I'm not that hot," Xia Guifang's face was still flushed, and she spoke in a very unnatural tone, "Xiaoqiang, don't think I'm a loose girl. I just... I just want to..."

"You just want to save money, right?" Wang Xiaoqiang looked up and smiled.

"Xiaoqiang, as long as our hearts are pure, there's nothing wrong with staying in the same room," Xia Guifang said, trying to explain herself to avoid any misunderstanding.

Wang Xiaoqiang stood up and said, "Xiaofang, I know your character. Don't worry. I know you're trying to save money. I don't feel ashamed. I originally wanted to book a standard room, but I thought you might not be comfortable, so I considered booking two rooms."

Hearing this, Xia Guifang felt relieved.

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Go take a shower. We'll go out for dinner later!"