Rebellious Women, Round Two

After An Nuan packed the clothes Liu Yuewang had asked for, she went to Professor Ling's house across the street to get her things. By the time she arrived at her hotel room, Liu Yuewang had already sent five text messages and made three phone calls.

"I called you when you finished class, why did it take you so long?" Liu Yuewang complained to An Nuan for dawdling.

An Nuan twisted her body, feigning shyness.

"Where have you been?" Liu Yuewang looked at An Nuan suspiciously. The little girl was deliberately acting shy and coy, but her eyes were watery and her cheeks were rosy, as if she had done something naughty.

Knowing full well that she was deliberately acting this way to provoke Liu Yuewang into asking questions, Liu Yuewang still couldn't help but ask suspiciously, while glancing at Liu Chang'an, whose expression remained unchanged.

"Nothing much... we just... we talked for a while, which took up a little time." An Nuan clasped her hands together, tapping her two index fingers together, continuing to act coy.

"They only talked for a while?" Liu Yuewang didn't believe it. Usually, when Liu Yuewang was at home as a third wheel, the two of them would often be affectionate and lovey-dovey. But when they had the chance to be alone in a room, they actually talked properly. Are you kidding me?

"Don't ask. It's just a young couple's relationship. Why are you meddling so much?" Professor Ling advised with a smile.

"Liu Chang'an kissed me for a long time, that's why it took so long," An Nuan quickly said. If her mother really didn't ask anymore, then An Nuan wouldn't be able to boast about how much Liu Chang'an liked her, how he kept wanting to kiss her, how long he kissed her, and how much he loved her.

"Oh... tsk tsk... aren't you ashamed? Aren't you embarrassed?" Liu Yuewang crossed her arms in disgust. "When I was your age..."

An Nuan and Professor Ling looked at her together.

"I..." Liu Yuewang stammered, unable to speak.

"What happened when you were my age?" An Nuan asked with a grin.

"Where are the clothes? Bring them here. Stop talking so much!" Liu Yuewang sternly, taking the old floral-patterned trunk from An Nuan's hands and inviting Professor Ling into the bedroom.

Liu Chang'an glanced back at Liu Yuewang's back before An Nuan turned his head back to him.

"My mom bought all sorts of those monogrammed trunks in various sizes, saying they'd be my wedding trunks. But then she said they'd just sit there anyway, so she took them and used them herself." An Nuan sighed. These trunks were expensive. Professor Liu, when she wanted to splurge, would come up with some high-sounding and self-righteous reasons like these, as if she should just buy them.

"I also have a pretty box, very well made, and with special maintenance methods, it's been used for many years." Liu Chang'an thought of his rattan book box, which was still downstairs. He would have to find some time to bring it up. Now that Shangguan Dandan was living there, Liu Chang'an felt uneasy leaving the box where she was.

"That could be a family heirloom." An Nuan smiled slightly. Liu Chang'an could be quite oblivious at times. For example, just now, when she had brought up such an ambiguous topic as marriage, he didn't take the opportunity to say something sweet, making her blush with embarrassment!

Professor Liu and Professor Ling went to the bedroom to change clothes again, so he could kiss her again when she blushed and her heart was pounding.

Sure enough, after experiencing kissing so many times, he became less proactive in seeking out opportunities.

Men, ugh!

"Speaking of family heirlooms, we can't help but mention the Heirloom Seal of the Realm. This seal, inscribed with the eight characters 'By the Mandate of Heaven, May Your Reign Be Long and Prosperous,' has been passed down for over two thousand years, from its creation to its disappearance, its rediscovery, and its disappearance again. In fact, it has been changed many times over. The one currently in the official collection is naturally not the original Heirloom Seal of the Realm Ying Zheng threw into Dongting Lake is still at the bottom of the lake. The one that was passed down throughout the Han Dynasty is the oldest and has the highest historical value. It was lost by Li Congke... Do you know where it is now?" Liu Chang'an said casually, remembering something.

"It's in your hands." An Nuan rolled her eyes at him. Liu Chang'an's ability to make things up was still the same as ever. She wanted to talk to him about the wedding chest, but he brought up the Heirloom Seal of the Realm!

"I can't say I have it, I just know where it is, and maybe it really is still there." Liu Chang'an was just saying, and he didn't really intend to verify whether it was still there. After all, the imperial seal wasn't very interesting, not even as fun as a mobile phone.

Perhaps Li Hongfang could go and look for it... Thinking of Li Hongfang, she hasn't been heard from since she went to look for "Along the River During the Along the River During the Qingming Festival". I guess she hasn't found it yet, and even if she has, she wouldn't dare to show up with the first edition of "Along the River During the Along the River During the Qingming Festival".

"The people's hearts and livelihoods are the true Heirloom Seal of the Realm," An Nuan casually remarked.

"Well said. When it comes to public sentiment and people's livelihood, we must go back to slavery and feudalism..."

"Stop."

"Good."

So An Nuan and Liu Chang'an started talking about what to eat for dinner.

After exchanging a few words, Professor Ling and Liu Yuewang came out of the bedroom.

"Mom, you look so beautiful! Aunt Ling, you too! You look so youthful!" An Nuan exclaimed in amazement as she walked over to the two elders, admiring their attire.

The two women were actually wearing Japanese high school girl uniforms; Liu Yuewang's was black, and Professor Ling's was white.

The two already looked like girls in their teens, and the school uniforms only added to their girlish charm.

Clothes make the man, and even Professor Ling, whose appearance is not particularly beautiful, had a shy smile that now carried the fragrance of a budding flower.

Liu Yuewang is tall and slender. After her figure shrank, this uniform fits her even better. It doesn't reveal her Little Waist when she walks, but rather restores some of her original quiet and elegant temperament.

Liu Chang'an knew this was the second wave of the two women's rebellion, and with the super jealous woman beside him, he didn't directly comment "good-looking".

An Nuan glanced at Liu Chang'an and, seeing that he wasn't staring at Professor Liu, continued her exclamation with relief, "What a beautiful JK uniform! The workmanship is so exquisite, and the crest and bow tie are so elegant... Where did you buy it?"

"I bought two brand new sets on a second-hand platform. It was a local transaction. The seller was a kind and straightforward young woman. Seeing that we were also very agreeable, she even gave us two pairs of socks as a gift. The uniform shoes were bought at a shop downstairs." Liu Yuewang with a hint of pride.

"I'm a little embarrassed," Professor Ling said sheepishly.

"So you knew too!" Liu Chang'an smiled, but he didn't make any sarcastic remarks. Women... what they love most is seeing completely different versions of themselves bloom with different beauty. Otherwise, why would they always feel like they're missing a piece of clothing, a pair of shoes, and so many other things to adorn themselves?

"But... where are you planning to go to have fun today?" An Nuan looked at them cautiously, hoping they wouldn't go to an internet cafe all night again and get themselves all smelly, which would upset Liu Chang'an.

"We... we just planned to take a set of photos... we're still too embarrassed to wear these clothes out." Professor Ling wanted to be rebellious and unrestrained, but An Nuan knew everyone's status, and she still had to maintain the dignity of an elder.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? There are all kinds of Hanfu and Lolita dresses on the streets. Compared to them, yours isn't that high-profile." An Nuan felt relieved. It turned out that she just planned to take a set of photos to look back on her youthful days. They also had many photos taken back then, but their photos were more like simple memories and records of the era.

They probably feel that they are at the most beautiful time of their youth now, and that the current style of portrait photography and the aesthetics of post-production photography are completely different from those of that era.

They are completely different, and neither is superior to the other.

"Where are you planning to shoot?" Liu Chang'an thought of photographer Bai Hui... In the anime and manga community, anyone with a camera can be called a photographer; the requirements aren't that strict. Bai Hui's familiarity with the equipment and her post-production skills have probably surpassed many people who buy a camera without even reading the manual and then call themselves photographers, eager to start booking shoots.

"Let's take pictures in the room." Liu Yuewang pointed around, then glanced at Liu Chang'an. "You should be able to take pictures too, right?"

Liu Yuewang didn't mean anything by it; she was just asking a simple question. She felt that Liu Chang'an knew everything and could use a camera like a professional photographer, so it wasn't surprising.

"His photos aren't good," An Nuan said quickly, offering a serious suggestion. "This is a rare opportunity for you, you can't just find anyone to take care of it. There are so many photographers on various booking apps these days, find a female photographer from the same city who can come over, and you'll be more relaxed."

"She's right." When Liu Chang'an saw An Nuan turn her gaze towards him, he quickly showed her a sincere expression.

An Nuan is very satisfied.

An Nuan didn't want Liu Chang'an to take pictures of them. Why? Wearing short skirts for photos, especially without safety shorts, it's very common for them to accidentally expose themselves in front of the photographer. The photographer doesn't even need to deliberately find the right angle; they often accidentally expose themselves while posing.

What's more, sometimes she would strike alluring poses and look seductively at the camera... When Liu Chang'an was filming, wasn't he making eye contact with her through the camera lens, and with her electrifying eyes at that?

Unacceptable, absolutely unacceptable, must be resolutely stopped.

"Don't worry about it, I'm just asking him if he has that skill. We've already booked a photographer." Liu Yuewang said irritably, then exchanged a look with Professor Ling that said, "See? That's the reaction."

When they were discussing this matter, they had already guessed An Nuan's reaction; no one knows a daughter better than her mother.

"Male or female?" An Nuan felt relieved, but thought it would be too direct to stop paying attention, so she asked another question.

"A woman."

"You guys take your pictures, Liu Chang'an and I are going to wander around. Call us when you're done." An Nuan was going to go out with Liu Chang'an.

"You stay and keep us company!" Liu Yuewang pulled An Nuan over.

An Nuan pouted as she looked at Liu Chang'an; he didn't even try to win her over.

"You stay here, so they don't run off after they're done filming," Liu Chang'an instructed.

An Nuan nodded obediently. Although Liu Chang'an did not show any reluctance at first, and then earnestly express his hesitation, sadness and reluctant choice after careful consideration, telling her that if two people are truly in love, it doesn't matter if they are together day and night, and that her mother and Professor Ling's youthful memories are even more precious... It would be best if, after hugging and kissing her, he could give her a farewell with an ambiguous look that speaks volumes.

After Liu Chang'an finished speaking, he picked up an orange from the table, peeled it, and walked out.