She Only Cares About Cultivation
Chapter 50: 【050】90s cook 50

Chapter 50: 【050】90s cook 50

Gong Mingxia had barely finished speaking when Aunt Wang was profoundly moved. Not only did she no longer feel regret, but she also found Gong Mingxia’s words to be quite sensible.

"You and my son are very alike in this regard; he’s been independent since he was little, wanting to rely on himself for everything. It’s the same in the military too. To this day, neither his father nor I have been of any help. Actually, we couldn’t offer any help. It’s all been on him, advancing step by step with his own blood and tears up to this point. Oh, right, you don’t know what he does yet, do you?"

Aunt Wang leaned in close and whispered three words into Gong Mingxia’s ear. After hearing them, Gong Mingxia looked at Aunt Wang with wide eyes and a speechless expression.

"Brother Cao is that remarkable?"

"Indeed he is. But oh, it’s just so dangerous. You wouldn’t believe how worried I’ve been over the years. Every time the phone rings at night, I’m afraid to answer it," Aunt Wang said, her voice becoming choked up as she spoke, the lines filled with her deep concern for her son, especially regarding the matter of his marriage where she felt even more helpless.

Gong Mingxia had always respected military personnel, particularly after experiencing the epidemic in her previous life. To her, whether they were doctors or soldiers, they were the most lovable people. That’s why, seeing Aunt Wang like this, Mingxia’s heart ached: "Auntie, don’t be like this. Brother Cao is so outstanding; he’s sure to meet an even more suitable woman."

Suddenly, Aunt Wang grabbed her hand and looked up at her: "Girl, what do you think then, would you be a good match for Brother Cao? No, no, no, I mean, would you be willing to spend some time with Brother Cao? You see, although there is an eight-year age gap between you two, you both are divorcees. You have a daughter, and he has a son. In the future, my grandson will definitely need to return to our family; we had agreed on this since he’s a soldier and too busy. I’m old, and it was only because of this that his mother took our child with her. But now she has her own family, and it’s not suitable for the child to always be at their house, so... "

Gong Mingxia felt like she was going to die of embarrassment. She never imagined the conversation could somehow end up involving her.

Besides, she hadn’t really considered her own personal issues. And feelings, those weren’t things you could decide just because you said so, right?

Shouldn’t you spend some time together first? Shouldn’t you get to know each other better?

Gong Mingxia was at a loss for words in response to Aunt Wang. Looking at the hopeful expression on her face, her lips moved, but she couldn’t bring herself to say no.

"Mom, are you back? Cao Yang is here; he’s waiting at home for you now!"

Fortunately, they had reached home at the critical moment. Upon hearing her grandson had come, Aunt Wang no longer pressed Gong Mingxia for an answer and hurried home with excitement after a quick greeting.

Cao Yuan watched his mother’s retreating figure, frowning: "Please walk slower, Mom. The grandson isn’t going anywhere!"

Thinking of the mother and daughter still standing behind him, Cao Yuan slowly turned and gave Gong Mingxia an awkward apology.

"I’m sorry, my mother... she’s just overly anxious about my marital affairs, so she tries to matchmake me with anyone she sees. Please don’t mind it,"

Gong Mingxia’s face turned red as she hurriedly shook her head, "No, no."

After Cao Yuan finished speaking, he had nothing else to say. He was a man of few words, so after gesturing for Gong Mingxia to head back home, he turned away in an awkward manner.

However, just as Gong Mingxia was following behind, about to enter the doorway, the man suddenly turned around, and she collided with him unexpectedly.

In a critical moment, strong arms promptly steadied her shoulders: "Are you okay?"

At one meter sixty, Gong Mingxia only came up to the shoulder of the one meter eighty-five Cao Yuan, hence her nose bore the brunt of the impact. The hardness of his muscular frame made her nose turn red instantly, but since she was in front of a man and because of protocol, she held back from speaking and took a step backward.

"I’m fine, I’m fine,"

"You may be fine, but I have something to say. I think we could actually try spending some time together. There are no other women by my side, and no other men by yours. If you don’t mind my profession, maybe... we could try dating?"