When Mo Siyu came back, he happened upon Chu Hong flaunting his news. "Si Yu, I'm better than you, right?" Chu Hong said excitedly: "I'm getting married, and the wedding banquet is set for after Mid-Autumn." Mo Siyu looked at Chu Hong with a shocked expression. Calculating, he and Tang Yue had been dating for four years, and they had finally looked forward to getting their marriage certificate. He thought he could boast in front of Chu Hong, but who knew, after coming back from disaster relief, Chu Hong and Qin Anyu were already planning to get married? No, they had actually registered, and the wedding banquet was about to be held soon. "I'm about to take a wife, you'd better prepare the red envelope in advance." Chu Hong grinned, and since the date was set, there was unspeakable joy in Chu Hong's heart. "Hehe." Chu Hong boasted proudly in front of Mo Siyu: "Si Yu, your Xiao Yue is too young. After all these years of raising her, she still isn't married." Mo Siyu's face instantly darkened. "By the time you hold your wedding banquet, my child might even have been born." Chu Hong's words stabbed fiercely into Mo Siyu's heart. So much so that when Mo Siyu and Tang Yue hadn't seen each other for a long time, Mo Siyu hugged her, full of grievances. "What happened?" Tang Yue looked at Mo Siyu with a puzzled face. The next moment, Tang Yue found Mo Siyu pulling her away, all the way to a greatly transformed bridal chamber. The remodeled bridal chamber was warm and clean, with not many pieces of furniture, but each one was exquisite. There was a sofa chosen by Mo Xiaolin. There were some green plants selected by Tang Yue, the young shoots planted in the yard were tenderly green, thriving, and radiating vigorous vitality. As soon as they entered the hall and the door had just closed, before Tang Yue could even indulge in the joy of their reunion, all her words were drowned in his urgent and tender kiss. His breath was fresh and cool, intertwining with her breathing, his warm breath scattered on her cheeks, making her mind go blank. Even though they hugged and kissed frequently, Mo Siyu always managed to stir her heart. Fortunately, Mo Siyu was supporting her, otherwise, she might have fallen. "Xiao Yue, Chu Hong is getting married." Mo Siyu's hoarse voice sounded, his forehead resting against hers, noses touching, he wished he could immediately pull Tang Yue to get their marriage certificate. Tang Yue silently: "..." She finally understood why Mo Siyu kissed her as soon as they met. Although it usually happened, today was different. It turns out that he was provoked by Chu Hong and Qin Anyu. She cleared her throat, blinked her dazed eyes, her crisp voice became more charming, and coquettishly pulling his hand she said: "Si Yu, Sister An Yu and Chu Hong have finally achieved their happy ending, we should be happy for them." "Think about it, they are already of age, yet not married, they would end up as old bachelors." Tang Yue's eyes blinked playfully, saying: "Si Yu, in just over a month, we'll get married." She took the initiative to wrap her arms around his waist, pressing her body against his, she looked up and kissed his firm chin saying, "He is your brother, don't you want your brother to also have a complete home?" Tang Yue was not very sure about the relationship between Chu Hong and the Chu Family, but it certainly wasn't good. Otherwise, why would he have been called Chu Hong to begin with? And why in such a small place like Wangjiang County? This text is hosted at novel(ꜰ)ire.net "Si Yu, look, this will be our home in the future." Tang Yue changed the topic, diverting his attention. "The sofa chosen is red but also matched with off-white, looks nice, doesn't it?" Tang Yue pulled Mo Siyu to sit down on the sofa, saying, "I had this custom-made by someone from a furniture factory. Look, it's soft and comfortable to sit on." "And this table here, it looks like a long table, but actually, you pull it and it becomes a round table." Tang Yue flashed a bright smile and said, "When your comrades want to come over for a meal in the future, we won't have to worry about not having enough seats." "And over here is the guest room." Tang Yue introduced carefully, each guest room was simply decorated, looking very chic. Even Mo Xiaolin's room was prepared, even though the two families live close by, they still kept their room, she said, "In the future, we could let mom and dad stay here occasionally, but I think they definitely prefer to be just the two of them." "Si Yu, you didn't see how mom was sticking close to dad while taking care of him in the hospital these days," Tang Yue laughed heartily: "Mom and dad's relationship is really good, I've never seen mom this happy before." "Exactly." Mo Siyu stroked Tang Yue's soft long hair, saying, "Xiao Yue, when I saw him risking his life to save me in the ruins, I was very happy." "Hmm, I understand." Tang Yue nodded earnestly, "Dad loves you a lot." "Let's go see him." It was then that Mo Siyu remembered, he came back and after seeing Chu Hong, he brought Tang Yue here. "Okay." Tang Yue was just about to exit the door. Mo Siyu pulled her back again, walking into the house. "Xiao Yue, you haven't told me yet, where is our bedroom?" Mo Siyu clearly knew, but he purposefully teased Tang Yue. "Isn't it right there?" Tang Yue pointed at the bedroom door, they had stayed here for one night already, and had come here a few times, how could Mo Siyu not know where it is? Tang Yue glanced sideways, laughing coquettishly, "Do you want to see?" "I want Xiao Yue to see it with me." Mo Siyu held her hand, knowing that such big changes to the house in just a short time was not easy, but, he suddenly wanted to see their future bedroom. It was still afternoon, far from dinner time, sending dinner over later would be the same. "I thought you weren't interested." Tang Yue led him by the hand into the room, in view was a big bed, nothing laid on the bed, clean and tidy, a huge window making the room bright and neat, a white dressing table made to Tang Yue's request, a wardrobe covering the entire wall matched the color of the white dressing table. Initially, Mo Xiaolin didn't white, but Tang Yue convinced her, saying that a bright red wardrobe would be too dreary a color. "This is the bedroom, and here, is the study." Tang Yue walked into the bedroom, there was a sliding door next to it, upon sliding it open, a study appeared, neat bookshelves with plenty of books, and a large desk. "Si Yu, the study will be yours in the future. I arranged some of the books, the rest are for you to arrange. You can also read here occasionally." Tang Yue said cheerfully, seeking praise with a look, "How about it, do you like it?" The room was simple, but everywhere radiated warmth, even though nothing was set up on the bed, but the furnishings were simple and visually comfortable. "I like it." Mo Siyu, looking at the smiling Tang Yue, felt an emotion named 'happiness' continuously bubbling up in his heart.