So, he was a father-in-law now. Meng Jin suddenly sat up and asked, "Xiaolin, would Xiao Yue have any thoughts? Si Yu couldn't be angry, right? Si Yu hasn't come here these days, is he angry?" "Si Yu has been busy with company matters these days, hasn't he?" Mo Xiaolin gave him a sidelong glance, seeing his panicked and worried expression, she couldn't help but laugh, knowing that he also cared about his son. She muttered, "If you really care about your son, let him rest more. Once they get their marriage certificate, they're married. Then help your son out, let him not work so hard, and give the young couple more time to spend together." "Xiaolin, I..." Meng Jin looked toward Mo Xiaolin with a helpless wry smile. He and Si Yu weren't in the same company, how could he help? Even if he was willing to help, would Si Yu accept it? Meng Jin coaxed Mo Xiaolin, "Don't worry, I'll definitely find a way to help him, but..." Meng Jin looked eagerly at Mo Xiaolin and said, "Xiaolin, when can you accompany me back to the Meng Family for a meal? Mr. Meng might be confused, but no matter how confused, he is still my real dad. We'll just have a meal, nothing else." Mo Xiaolin fell silent. Although Meng Siyu's identity had been revealed, Mr. Meng had not yet spoken about it. Meng Siyu had not changed his surname either, so his current status was somewhat awkward. "Xiaolin, don't worry, my dad has realized his mistake. We won't discuss Si Yu not returning for now, but we should go back first, right? You are my dad's daughter-in-law." Meng Jin seized the moment, saying, "My dad has made amends to Grandpa Qin and publicly acknowledged Si Yu's identity, and they are all waiting for you and your son to visit." Meng Jin continued, "We haven't been back to the Meng Family since we got married, and besides, I want to host a banquet to let everyone know that you are the wife I've been searching for over twenty years." Mo Xiaolin cleared her throat and said, "We are both of such an age already..." "It's precisely because we're older that we need to hold the banquet. Otherwise, my son is already getting a wife, and his dad still hasn't held a banquet." Meng Jin cut off Mo Xiaolin's words, "Xiaolin, we were too simple back in the day. I want to hold a proper celebration. Hmm, if you feel embarrassed by a large event, then we should at least invite close friends and family for a meal, can we?" "Okay." Mo Xiaolin, facing Meng Jin's eager look, felt too embarrassed to refuse. What Meng Jin mentioned about inviting close friends and family for a meal wasn't just one or two tables as Mo Xiaolin imagined, but twenty, because Meng Jin wanted to stand proudly in front of Meng Siyu and hear Meng Siyu call him dad. Therefore, Meng Jin arranged for their wedding matters in advance. Later, Mo Xiaolin finally understood that she had dug a hole for herself. Tang Yue was still in her dreams when she smelled the enticing aroma. "Dad, did you finish making dumplings so early?" Tang Yue got up to the scent of dumplings. Peeking out from the kitchen, Tang Zhengde said, "Xiao Yue, I couldn't sleep this morning, so I took a walk nearby. I bought some meat and even saw someone selling dumpling wrappers, so I got some. The dumplings are just ready." "Dad, you've worked too hard." Tang Yue couldn't help but say, "Now that you've come to Jing City, you should rest well. I can handle all the household chores." Every time they came back, the couple, Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian, would take care of everything inside and outside meticulously. "Let your dad do it. We're used to working. If we really had nothing to do, we wouldn't be able to sit still." For more chapters visit novel~fire~net Zhang Hualian swept the yard clean with a smile. After breakfast, Peng Yufei was the first to arrive. Zhang Hualian was washing clothes in the yard, and when she saw Peng Yufei coming in with a key, she was completely bewildered. "Who are you?" Zhang Hualian asked guardedly, quickly calling for Tang Yue. As soon as Tang Yue came out, she knew there had been a misunderstanding and introduced, "Mom, this is an employee from the studio, his name is Peng Yufei." "Peng Yufei, this is my mom, and over there is my dad," Tang Yue introduced as Tang Zhengde was coming out of the house, and when he saw Peng Yufei, there was also a hint of disapproval in his eyes. Why was there another male comrade? After a while, Xin Jiaren and Sun Qing also arrived; they didn't have keys. Who made it so that Peng Yufei always arrived the earliest every day? Tang Yue introduced everyone again, and Xin Jiaren said with her quick tongue, "Tang Yue, it turns out you're so pretty because your mom is beautiful, and your dad is handsome too." "Yes, doesn't my mom look like she could be my sister?" Tang Yue stood beside Zhang Hualian and said playfully. "Indeed." Xin Jiaren nodded without a second thought, and even Sun Qing couldn't help saying, "Aunt Tang really does look young." "You all just know how to make me happy," Zhang Hualian said, feeling reassured seeing that there were three employees. While inside the house, Zhang Hualian secretly pulled Tang Yue over, rummaged through the bag she had brought, and pulled out a passbook and something that resembled a property deed. At this time, there was no actual property deed yet, usually just a contract. "Mom, what is this?" Tang Yue looked at Zhang Hualian, completely confused. "This is your dad's and my way of expressing our best wishes to you. This is the house that was bought with the money you previously had." Zhang Hualian explained, "You're getting married, and you can't just go empty-handed, can you? Although it's just the registration of the marriage, it's still considered getting married. This money is now yours; as long as you and your partner live a good life, we will be relieved." Tang Yue glanced at the passbook, which had a neat ten thousand yuan in it. The money given for the engagement had all been given to her, and although the betrothal gift had not been received yet, being a family with ten thousand yuan was quite impressive—who would willingly use ten thousand yuan as a dowry? "Don't refuse it; this is your dad's and my intention, and Xiao Jun also knows." Zhang Hualian placed the passbook in her hands, saying, "Xiao Yue, our family has only one daughter. Xiao Jun getting married will have to wait at least six years, and we'll save up for his marriage later." "The business in the store is getting better and better; by the time Xiao Jun gets married, the money we give him will surely surpass what you have now. Xiao Yue, you mustn't be jealous then," Zhang Hualian jokingly said. The sibling relationship between them used to be the kind where they would want to fight each other at every meeting. Over these past few years, the siblings had slowly become closer. Naturally, Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian didn't want them to develop any grudges over this matter. "Mom, am I that kind of person?" Tang Yue was both annoyed and amused, and she said seriously, "Mom, what I mean is, you and dad are giving me too much, and then there's this house. Isn't our family building a house right now?" "Yes, your dad has bought the house next door," Zhang Hualian answered. "Buying a house is good, but it should be given to Xiao Jun, why give it to me?" Tang Yue couldn't help but feel comically exasperated.