Meng Jin specially called Mo Siyu and said, "Xiaolin mentioned that both your uncle and aunt are here today, they are at home. Would you like to come back and have a meal together?" Mo Siyu was about to say something when Meng Jin continued, "I know your company is in a busy period, but shouldn't there be time to eat?" Meng Jin held the phone with a face full of anticipation. Since he acknowledged his relationship with Mo Xiaolin, he has yet to have a meal with Mo Siyu, his son! "Aren't you just afraid that my uncle will start a fight with you?" Mo Siyu faced Meng Jin's hopeful eyes and couldn't help but say so. He had been working these days and hadn't seen Xiao Yue for a long time. But given the protective nature of his two uncles, knowing someone caused their sister to endure widowhood, they definitely wouldn't just overlook it. "That's what I deserve." Meng Jin answered calmly, even if Xiaolin's two brothers beat him, he would definitely not fight back. "Okay." Mo Siyu's eyes flashed. By the time Mo Siyu arrived, Meng Jin was standing at the door, unaware of how long he had been there. "Why didn't you go in first?" Mo Siyu asked. Meng Jin managed Meng Family's business, handling orders that were counted by ten thousands; he had seen all kinds of situations, but today's situation really made him nervous. He wasn't afraid of the uncles venting their anger, but he was afraid that they wouldn't agree, putting Xiaolin in a difficult position. "Let's go in together." Meng Jin pretended he had just arrived. Mo Siyu stood by the door, indicating Meng Jin to go inside first. Meng Jin, not dressed in a suit and trousers, lacked some seriousness and sharpness. Upon opening the door, Meng Jin involuntarily straightened his spine; it made him more nervous than heading to a battlefield. Mo Siyu observed all this and said nothing; Meng Jin's nervousness indicated that he truly cared for Mo Xiaolin. Mo Xiaolin constantly checked outside the door, occasionally running out to take a look. Mo Xiaolin looked excited at first glance, seeing Meng Jin not in a suit and tie but dressed in casual attire. The authoritative aura he usually carried lessened significantly due to his ordinary clothes. "Xiaolin." Meng Jin pulled a smile on his lips; seeing Mo Xiaolin always lifted his spirits. "Big brother, second brother, this is Brother Jin, Meng Jin." Mo Xiaolin happily introduced. Mo Xiaofeng and Mo Xiaoxian had stood up upon hearing the door open, and from the first glance at Meng Jin, they understood why their sister had waited for him for over twenty years. Meng Jin's appearance was undoubtedly outstanding; he stood straight, every move he made carried nobility, inherently commanding presence. His appearance was undeniably impressive. Follow current novels on NoveIＦire.net Meng Jin wore a smile, as if the serious facade he held for the past twenty plus years, in this brief moment, had compensated for all the smiles he owed. "Big uncle, second uncle." Meng Jin spoke very sweetly, stepped forward, deeply bowed and said, "I'm sorry, I know I made Xiaolin wait for me for so many years, I let her and her son live such a hard life, whatever punishment you decide, I will accept." "But, Xiaolin and I love each other; I have also not married for all these years, please, big uncle and second uncle, bless us." Meng Jin lowered his head, an image of leaving himself at their mercy. Mo Xiaolin looked pleadingly at Mo Xiaofeng and Mo Xiaoxian. "Xiaolin, go to the kitchen and cook." Mo Xiaofeng spoke gravely. "But..." Mo Xiaolin feared the three men might start fighting. After the eldest and second brothers arrived, there wasn't even a hint of a smile. "Mom, we're going to the kitchen." Mo Siyu strode forward, pulling Mo Xiaolin into the kitchen, saying, "Uncle, second uncle, you guys chat at ease, we'll prepare the dishes in the kitchen." Mo Siyu pulled Mo Xiaolin straight into the kitchen, and upon entering, he saw Tang Yue's charming figure. "Siyu." Tang Yue looked at Mo Siyu with a face full of surprise, not expecting someone who had vowed not to leave the house to also be present. "Xiao Yue." Mo Siyu pursed his lips, smiling, his gaze intensely fixed on her. Tang Yue felt embarrassed under his gaze, as Mo Xiaolin was there, and so were the two aunts. "Uncle, second aunt." Mo Siyu greeted them. "Good, it's rare for you two to meet, go find a place to talk." Deng Yuhua said smilingly, everyone understood; hearing from Xiaolin, Mo Siyu hadn't had time recently, so naturally, she wanted the young couple to enjoy their time together. "Siyu, Xiao Yue, go to the room on the left side of the living room, it's prepared for you." Mo Xiaolin said, pushing them out. "Xiao Yue, with the three of us in the kitchen, it's enough." Mo Xiaolin said this and directly ushered the two into the opposite room. "Mom." Tang Yue was slightly embarrassed, but Mo Siyu had already pulled her away. As they passed the living room, it seemed like the two uncles and Uncle Meng were about to start a fight. "Are they... going to fight?" Tang Yue worried a bit. Mo Siyu glanced over and said, "Even if they fight, it doesn't concern us." With a 'bang', the door was closed. Mo Siyu's kisses overwhelmed her passionately, the longing of many days, all poured into this kiss. "Meng Jin, I don't care what Mr. Meng you are, or what position you hold, but to have abandoned Xiaolin and her son for a whole twenty-seven years, can you live with your conscience?" Mo Xiaofeng interrogated. "Back then, Xiaolin was just a girl, not yet married, and she got pregnant. Do you know how she gave birth to Siyu?" Mo Xiaoxian countered vehemently. Brothers Mo Xiaofeng and Mo Xiaoxian, each asking and throwing punches at Meng Jin. Meng Jin remained silent. "During the delivery, because the conditions were dire, her belly was so large, yet Xiaolin was very thin." "And also, during the difficult labor, if not for Xiaolin's strong will to live, maybe you wouldn't even have seen Xiaolin and Siyu." "Siyu was so frail and tiny when he was just born..." Meng Jin stood there, listening to the brothers' words, each sentence felt like a sharp knife stabbing into his heart. All these years, he had thought he was the one suffering, but compared to Mo Xiaolin, his life was at least carefree. After a long time, Mo Xiaofeng and Mo Xiaoxian looked at each other, and Mo Xiaofeng said earnestly, "I heard, you and Xiaolin have registered your marriage?" Meng Jin confirmed firmly, raising his head with a resolute gaze, "In the past, when Xiaolin and her son needed me, I regret not being there. But from now on, whenever they need me, I will always be there!"