Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife-Chapter 1175: We Don’t Want This Kind of Mother (4)

"Yebai—" Xiao Shuju struggled a bit.

"Sister, my wife hasn’t fully recovered yet. Standing here, what are you letting them say? Can you let my wife have some peace?"

What Dabai said finally eased the tense atmosphere. Xiao Shuju sheepishly followed her brother out.

Ou Yanan noticed Gu Nuan casting a seemingly investigative glance over, so she whispered to Zhao Mengjin, "Let’s go outside and talk."

Zhao Mengjin was also afraid of arousing suspicion, as she didn’t know how to explain to her family that she was just acting. She took the opportunity to go out with him for a clearer understanding.

The two walked in the corridor, not daring to speak, because there were many passersby, and they couldn’t ensure that no one was eavesdropping. They went downstairs to the open space in front of the villa. Zhao Mengjin spoke, "I don’t think we can continue like this; sooner or later, we’ll be exposed. Now that the New Year has passed, you’d better come up with an idea quickly. I’m telling you, after the New Year, the elders will surely find a good day to arrange our matter."

To this, Ou Yanan, in an unchanged tone, said, "This matter will definitely be resolved, don’t worry."

"How will it be resolved?" Zhao Mengjin pressed.

There has to be a plan put forward. In any case, she now felt that this situation was hard to get rid of; she either finds an excuse to delay by saying she’s going abroad and then explains to the elders, or he comes up with a method. However, when she mentioned her plan: "How about I go abroad, and then—hey, didn’t you hear me?"

He really seemed not to have heard her, his gaze having drifted somewhere else, only his mouth moved slightly as if murmuring to himself.

Zhao Mengjin listened intently and seemed to hear him repeating "Soon, soon," but about what, she had no clue.

All she felt was his expression truly full of anxiety, written all over his poker face, indeed causing subtle worry.

Zhao Mengjin sighed and said, "You’re too stressed, you know that? If you go on like this, you’ll put pressure on my aunt."

Mentioning Gu Nuan, Ou Yanan turned back and looked at her, "What did you say?"

"I said, although my aunt doesn’t say it out loud, every time she talks to me, she tries to avoid bringing you up. I can tell from her expression that it’s not that she doesn’t want to talk about you, but she’s afraid of putting pressure on you. I know, and my aunt knows, that you’re a doctor. And a very good one, so when it comes to my aunt’s illness, you’re particularly nervous and stressed. However, appropriate pressure might be useful, but excessive pressure is harmful. You know? My aunt even said it seems like you’re unhappy."

Ou Yanan froze. Unhappy? Him, unhappy? He understood what Gu Nuan meant, saying that being a doctor now only brought him pressure, so he was visibly unhappy.

And before, before that guy showed off his superiority in front of him, being a doctor made him happy because he believed he had the capability to do well. But since that guy showed up, his confidence had been gradually eroding. Even Tang Sili said he was losing his sense of self.

In front of Zhao Mengjin, once the floodgates of her conversation opened, she spoke in a rush. Talking about the frustrations with interests and work, she had them too, much like him. She said, "Before, I suddenly said I wanted to give up music and become a businessperson. My family didn’t agree, especially my grandfather, who believed I was wasting my talent. I admit, part of it was due to family reasons, but another was fear. I feared that by turning my passion and interest in music into a tool for making a living, everything would change. The original intention of being a musician would undergo a massive change. By then, could I truly become a great musician? Of course, being a doctor and being a musician is different."