There Are Always Teachers Who Want To Ask Out Parents

Chapter 104: Do You Want To Do It In The Office?

The sudden words caught Lu Zhiqiao off guard. She stared blankly at the person in front of her, unmoving, and caught a glimpse of her own face through those deep brown watery eyes.

Surprise, confusion, and joy…

Is this a marriage proposal to her?

Since they started dating and living together, everything happened quickly, like a whirlwind. In just two months, they had done everything that couples in the honeymoon phase do. But the wind always has to calm down, and life eventually returns to normalcy. She worried that if the calm and stable days lasted too long, she would find them dull and monotonous, and they would grow apart.

She used to worry about the significant differences between them, thinking that their love was temporary and wouldn't last long. But through ups and downs, breakups and reconciliations, it wasn't until now, after spending time together, that she realized they were truly meant for each other.

She struggled to break free from her own constraints, emerging from the whirlpool. Both of them had completely let go of their presumptions and embraced understanding and respect for each other. They proved their worth through actions.

 It's reassuring.

Marriage...

The word, the concept, had never crossed her mind. She had always thought that she would live her life solely with her daughter, maybe making a few friends along the way. But she never expected to find the destined person in her life.

Whether they can get married or not is not important. She just wants to be together, to accompany each other, and to spend the rest of their lives together.

"But we can't get legally married like opposite-sex couples," Lu Zhiqiao murmured, blinking her eyes and involuntarily reaching out to caress Qi Yan's face.

Qi Yan was taken aback and burst into laughter. "You haven't answered whether you're willing or not yet."

"I'm willing." She answered without hesitation, her eyes sparkling.

Qi Yan reached out and flicked her nose, then leaned in close, lowering his voice. "We can have a wedding ceremony, go for bridal photoshoots. I want to see you in a wedding dress."

A gentle kiss landed on her lips.

As their breath brushed against each other's cheeks, Lu Zhiqiao's heart raced rapidly. She felt a bit nervous, but couldn't help but press her lips against her, responding to the kiss. They playfully engaged in a chase, exploring each other's lips.

After a moment, they reluctantly released each other, their lips tinged with a hint of red.

"I also want to see you in a wedding dress," Lu Zhiqiao embraced her, bashfully lowering her gaze.

Her fingers gently ran through the soft strands of hair, which had grown slightly, but still fell short compared to its previous waist-length. The empty space on her back was a bit regrettable, but the thought of it growing longer and better in the future brought some consolation.

"But the wedding..." she pondered for a moment, remaining silent.

Qi Yan was puzzled. "What's wrong?"

"Forget about the wedding ceremony. I don't have many relatives or friends here, and it's not a big one. Besides, if it gets too public..." She sighed, unsure of how to express herself. She didn't like being too flashy or drawing attention. All she wanted was to live a simple life together. If they were to have a wedding ceremony, news would spread, and they dreaded the thought of all those eyes fixed on them.

Just imagining the possibility made her uneasy.

There was only one wall lamp in the bedroom, casting a dim light on Lu Zhiqiao's face. Her long and thick eyelashes resembled two small fans, casting faint shadows.

Like the shadows she had on her mind.

Qi Yan tightened her embrace and kissed her hair affectionately. "Qiao, if you're willing, we can have a small wedding with no more than fifty people. If you don't want to, we can just take wedding photos and go on our honeymoon. I'll follow your lead." After a pause, she asked with anticipation, "One of the most important things in life, don't you want it to have some sense of ceremony?"

"Do you want to?" Lu Zhiqiao looked up at her.

"I do."

The two of them locked eyes for a long time.

Their eyes were like muddy pools, their thoughts deeply immersed and intertwined.

Lu Zhiqiao gazed deeply at her, and the uneasiness in her heart suddenly dissipated. She smiled and pursed her lips. "Alright, then let's prepare together."

The sky outside had grown dark, with stars appearing in the canopy above. The two of them embraced each other, whispering sweet nothings for a while. Qi Yan led Lu Zhiqiao outside, saying that they had booked a banquet to celebrate her birthday. Lu Zhiqiao didn't expect this surprise, so she didn't bother guessing and let Qi Yan guide her.

Their daughter had mentioned that her mother never celebrated her birthday before.

Qi Yan could guess the reasons to some extent, but they didn't bring up the past. They thought that Lu Zhiqiao might not enjoy sudden excitement, especially after a busy day. So they decided not to make it too extravagant. The family happily went out for a meal and came back to cut the cake.

The cake was a double-layered one, covered in chocolate sauce and fruits, which their daughter loved the most and was eagerly craving.

They lit a total of thirty-three candles, and the three of them gathered around to make their wishes. After blowing them out, Lu Wei waved a plastic knife and cut the cake, making sure to give the largest portions to Lu Zhiqiao and Qi Yan, and then she helped herself to a slice.

The mothers didn't have a sweet tooth, so they only symbolically ate two pieces of cake, leaving the rest to be devoured by their daughter.

The little girl was delighted.

After finishing the cake, Lu Zhiqiao and their daughter sat down to play with the laptop. Their old laptop had served them well for five years and didn't have any major issues. Lu Zhiqiao had been considering buying a new one for backup, but she hadn't rushed into it. Unexpectedly, their daughter had bought one for her.

The laptop cost a little over ten thousand, which was a significant amount for their daughter, who didn't have a stable income. Lu Zhiqiao almost wanted to scold her when she saw the laptop for the first time, but she held back. After all, the surprise outweighed her concerns.

Receiving the gift from their daughter was the happiest thing for Lu Zhiqiao today.

"Mom, there's a piano competition next year, and I want to participate," Lu Wei clung to her mother's arm, nuzzling into her embrace. She had long forgotten the words she said during their previous argument.

She was an easily satisfied child.

After Lu Zhiqiao finished setting up the laptop and shut it down, she embraced Niu Niu, smiled and replied, "Participating in the competition is for your happiness, to enhance your ability to perform on stage, to overcome stage fright. Whether you win an award or not doesn't matter. Mom just wants you to enjoy it."

"Of course~"

The mother and daughter sat on the couch and chatted for a while. Lu Wei obediently went to take a shower and brush her teeth, planning to review a few vocabulary words before going to sleep. She dutifully returned to her room.

As the night grew deeper, the clock on the wall pointed to half-past ten.

Thirty minutes ago, Qi Yan said she would go next door to tidy up some things but hasn't returned yet. Lu Zhiqiao stared at the clock, feeling restless and unable to sit still. She paused for a moment, then changed direction and headed to the bedroom, thinking that she might as well take a shower first. If she hadn't returned by then, she would go and drag her back and go straight to bed.

Water droplets fell on the floor, making a pitter-patter sound. Twenty minutes passed.

The living room remained empty.

Lu Zhiqiao furrowed her brow slightly, slipped on the slippers by the entrance, and pushed the door open. She walked through the spacious hallway and knocked on the opposite door.

"Yan Yan—"

She knocked on the door for a while before it finally opened. A faint light leaked out from inside the room. In that instant, Lu Zhiqiao felt as if she had been transported back to the time when they were still unfamiliar with each other. It was reminiscent of the scene when she knocked on the door of Apartment 902.

Before she could say anything, she was pulled inside by a hand.

—Bang!

The door was pushed by the force of the wind and closed heavily.

Qi Yan stood before her, wearing a white blouse that was just long enough to cover her buttocks. It was a long-sleeved blouse that resembled both a nightgown and not quite one, loosely hanging on her body.

Only the bottom two buttons were fastened, leaving the top part open, revealing a glimpse of delicate white neck and the straight collarbone. In the dim light, there was a hint of allure, with a smile playing on her lips and a seductive look in her eyes. She appeared both playfully innocent and alluringly wicked, like a deceptive and enticing beast.

Lu Zhiqiao's mind went blank, and her gaze instantly became intense and passionate.

As Qi Yan slowly unbuttoned her shirt and took it off, she turned around, tilting her head and giving a charming smile. "Tonight, I am your gift..."

….

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After deciding to have a wedding, the couple began preparing for it, and the most important aspect, of course, was the wedding gown.

For most people, renting a wedding gown was common practice, and it could be chosen last minute. However, Qi Yan desired a sense of ceremony, and she wanted everything from head to toe to be exclusive and eternal. So, from the very beginning, she planned to go and buy the gowns, not settling for just one but getting several of them.

They visited several major brands, going back and forth, and their eyes were tired from all the browsing. Overall, they were relatively satisfied with the options, but the only frustrating thing for both of them was that there were only suits available to pair with the wedding dresses. Different wedding dress styles had different suit options, and they wanted to wear a couple's outfits, but there were no choices available for them.

Lu Zhiqiao didn't want to be too troublesome and thought of settling for the next best thing - as long as both of them wore wedding dresses, it would be fine. However, Qi Yan cared about this and in their planned outfits, there had to be two sets of couple's outfits. Since they couldn't find ready-made options, they decided to go for custom-made high-end designs, unique in the world.

The production cycle for custom-made wedding dresses is long, which means that the wedding would not be able to be scheduled within at least six months.

Even though Qi Yan was in a hurry, they had to patiently contact high-end designers for the sake of a perfect wedding. Lu Zhiqiao wasn't familiar with this aspect and didn't have connections, so she entrusted everything to Qi Yan while continuing to be busy with work.

While Qi Yan was browsing and selecting, she accompanied a team to Italy for a fashion show featuring same-sex themed dresses, showcasing La Pella's latest collection by Jiang Yu. As the models took turns on the runway, the couple's outfits became more and more appealing, captivating her.

After asking Jiang Yu, she found out that the brand already has "female-female customization" styles, which are specially for lesbians.

"Really, why didn't you say it earlier."

After returning to China, the two of them sat in the office. Qi Yan was holding the brand's past custom design samples and went through them all. She was so happy that she couldn't help but pat his thigh in excitement.

Jiang Yu reclined on the sofa, holding a cigarette between her slender fingers. The tip of the cigarette was burning brightly, and she lazily said, "You never asked me."

Taking a drag from the cigarette, she exhaled a faint puff of white smoke. Her gaze shifted to the young girl sitting behind the writing desk, revealing a doting expression in her eyes and unknowingly curved her lips.

"Ji Lao* understands Ji Lao the best," Qi Yan sighed softly. The smile on her lips deepened as she finally shifted her gaze away from the album and looked up.

*slang term for lesbian 

Just as he was about to speak, she saw Jiang Yu staring at the girl and smiling, as if looking at prey or a pet.

She lost count as to how many times she had run into them.

She quickly glanced at the girl, pretending not to see, and said solemnly: "When will your designer friend be free?"

"Next month." Jiang Yu withdrew her gaze, and when she looked at her again, her eyes were calm and her tone was business-like, "He is very busy, and he will only have time to come over at the end of next month. He will stay for about five days. You have to make a prior reservation."

"Can you notify him for me?"

"I can."

"Thank you." Qi Yan smiled lightly, and stood up with the album in her hands, "I'll take this back and look at it later."

Jiang Yu nodded, did not speak, and glanced at the young girl again.

After stepping out of the office, Qi Yan was in a great mood, inexplicably feeling more relaxed than before, maybe it was because of seeing that girl, she understood something.

The girl was very young, with a face full of collagen. She appeared to be in her early twenties, perhaps even younger than twenty. She had a fresh and tender look, clearly the opposite of her own personality—gentle, introverted, pure, resembling a harmless little white rabbit.

She was quite happy, whether Jiang Yu genuinely cared for that girl or not, at least she had freed herself from her shadow.

Their connection had come to an end, and now they each had their own loves. She also hoped that Jiang Yu would find happiness.

As she approached the elevator, Qi Yan reached out to press the button but remembered something work-related that she had forgotten to mention to Jiang Yu. She turned back and, just as she reached the entrance of the office, she heard a faint whisper coming from the adjacent private restroom.

"Sister... please don't..."

"Be good, move your hand."

"Mm."

Qi Yan's scalp immediately tingled with discomfort and embarrassment. Without saying a word, she turned around and decided to discuss the matter with Assistant Feng over the phone, asking to convey the message on her behalf.

….

Blink to December, the temperature dropped sharply, and it became increasingly cold outside.

On a sunny weekend, Qi Yan took Lu Zhiqiao to see antique-style costumes. She had a friend in the photography industry who owned a high-end studio. The studio produced top-quality photos, and their costumes and props were of excellent quality. Normally, they didn't rent or sell them to outsiders, but due to their friendship, the friend agreed to let Qi Yan rent them.

The studio had a strong Chinese-style atmosphere, with an antique charm. Rows of luxurious and heavy antique costumes hung inside, mostly in majestic colors of red, gold, and black, exuding a classical charm.

Since the friend was busy and couldn't personally receive them, they sent an assistant to help Qi Yan and Lu Zhiqiao choose the costumes.

From the Han Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, there was a wide variety of styles, making Lu Zhiqiao feel dazzled and unsure of which one to choose. She felt nervous for no reason and held Qi Yan's hand tightly.

"Which one do you think looks good?" she asked, turning her head to the side.

Qi Yan stopped in her tracks, paused for a moment, and walked back to the Tang Dynasty section. She stared at a set of costumes named "Empress Wu Zetian*" and pondered for a while. Suddenly, an idea struck her.

*first and only Empress Regnant of China

The Empress's favored consort?

"I...this one..." 

Before she could finish her sentence, the doors of the adjacent dressing room were pushed open from both sides, and a woman dressed in Han Dynasty attire emerged. She had glossy black hair cascading down her waist, loosely tied up, and wore a magnificent and elaborate golden crown adorned with jewels. Her makeup was bold, and her tall stature exuded a sense of grandeur and dignity, accentuated by the fusion of red and black colors.

Both of them instinctively looked over, and Lu Zhiqiao slightly widened her eyes, sighing, "So beautiful..."

Though her voice was soft, the person next to her could hear it clearly. Qi Yan lifted her eyelids and caught a glimpse of the unmistakable awe in her eyes. She was taken aback, and her expression immediately darkened.

Following closely behind was a man wearing a Han Dynasty costume.

Clearly, they were dating or a married couple who came to take historical costume photos.

Qi Yan's gaze darkened, and an inexplicable sour feeling surged in her chest. She pretended to be indifferent and said, "Is it the costume that looks good or the person?"

"The costume," Lu Zhiqiao still didn't look away, "But the person is even more beautiful."

She had never seen a woman look so stunning in a traditional costume. It could rival the actors in costume dramas with her figure and temperament, every expression...

Qi Yan remained silent, still bowing her head and continuing to make her selection.

….

After finalizing the costume selection, Qi Yan exchanged greetings with her friend, and the two of them left the photography studio.

As Lu Zhiqiao needed to retrieve something from the office, the car headed towards the company. Qi Yan remained silent throughout the journey, focusing on driving, while her hazy eyes flickered with indiscernible emotions.

After a short while, the car stopped in front of the company building. Lu Zhiqiao grabbed her bag, opened the door, and got out, saying, "Yan Yan, I'll be down quickly. Just wait here to save you the trouble."

Qi Yan ignored her and got out of the car, locking it before following her upstairs in silence.

On weekends, the building was sparsely populated, giving it an empty feeling.

As the elevator ascended, in the confined and narrow space, Qi Yan remained silent, her expression becoming increasingly grim. Lu Zhiqiao finally sensed that something was wrong and gently grabbed her hand, asking, "What's wrong?"

"It seems other people's wives are more attractive," Qi Yan couldn't help but sourly remark.

Initially, she didn't want to talk about it but how long had she been wearing a cold expression? It was only now that this person realized it. How could she not feel annoyed? Unable to control herself, she murmured softly, pursing her lips.

Lu Zhiqiao was momentarily stunned, but then she suddenly realized what Qi Yan meant. She found herself both amused and frustrated. Just as she was about to explain, the elevator reached their floor and the doors opened.

She tightened her half-opened lips and took Qi Yan's hand, stepping out of the elevator.

Although it was the weekend, there were still a few employees working overtime. As Lu Zhiqiao stepped out of the elevator, she let go of Qi Yan's hand and quickened her pace towards her office. When she reached the door, she reached into her bag to retrieve her keys.

As she opened the door and stepped inside, she was suddenly pushed from behind, causing her body to stagger and nearly lose balance. A strong arm wrapped around her waist like an iron chain.

In a whirlwind of confusion, she was pressed against the wall.

"Yan Yan?"

In a panic, Lu Zhiqiao met Qi Yan's gaze filled with sourness and her heart skipped a beat. "What... What are you doing?"

Qi Yan tilted her head and surveyed the office, a sly smile playing at the corners of her mouth. She lowered her voice and said, "Do you want to do it here? 

Author's Note: 

Hahaha, 23333*

*233 means lol the more 3s means the more they find it funny