Meng Jin's lips curled up in a smug smile; now that Si Yu had finally acknowledged him as his father, he had to do something for Si Yu. If he really let Mr. Meng go, everything would be messed up. "Wait a moment." Mr. Meng called out to him. Meng Jin stopped and turned around, saying, "Dad, you may not wish to hold your great-grandson, but I long to hold my grandson." "Meng Jin, are you really my biological son?" Mr. Meng gasped angrily. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by NoveI[F]ire.net Meng Jin hurried forward to calm Mr. Meng's emotions. Then Mr. Meng said, "When your daughter-in-law enters the family, don't be stingy. Although Si Yu has not changed his surname to Meng yet, he is still a grandson with the Meng family blood. As for the betrothal gifts, you must not skimp on what's appropriate. Also, in the hidden cabinet in my study, there's some money, consider it a token from me as a grandfather." When Meng Jin received the items, he saw the money in the bankbook and a set of jewelry. Mr. Meng, managing the Meng family's affairs, was naturally not short of money. Meng Jin's birth mother was a landlord's daughter and had a lot of jewelry. Except for a few pieces Meng Yanzhi took, most were saved by Mr. Meng. Here, it amounted to about two-thirds of his mother's jewelry. "The remaining half goes to Yanzhi, and the other half to your daughter-in-law," Mr. Meng thought, naturally, his own grandson was the most important, especially since these items were from the Meng family. Focusing on lineage, Mr. Meng was quite clear-headed in this regard. Otherwise, given Meng Yanzhi's reckless character and his generosity with money, these pieces of jewelry would have likely been squandered by him long ago. "Then, on behalf of Xiaolin and Si Yu, I thank you, Dad," Meng Jin said as he took these items and left. He felt no pressure at all; these were originally his mother's and rightfully belonged to Xiaolin and Si Yu. He didn't mind whatever little was left for Meng Yanzhi. After all, the valuable, significant pieces were all with Si Yu now. When Meng Yanzhi's parents arranged for Mr. Meng to adopt Meng Yanzhi, Meng Jin initial thought of having company was good, and it was beneficial for Meng Yanzhi. The jewelry taken by Meng Yanzhi earlier was gifted when he was young by Mr. Meng. However, as Meng Yanzhi's temperament grew increasingly overbearing, Meng Jin began to dislike it, and Mr. Meng locked all those things up. Over the years, no matter how coy Meng Yanzhi acted, he never gave them to him. Meng Jin thought to himself, Mr. Meng hasn't gone senile yet. "Si Yu, this is from your deceased grandmother to you." As soon as Meng Jin saw Mo Siyu, he handed one of the two boxes to him and said about the remaining, "These are for your mother, and this money is a gesture from your grandfather." "Dad, I…" Mo Siyu was about to refuse when Meng Jin said, "Si Yu, these items, not even Meng Yanzhi has them. They are from my mother, your biological grandmother's dowry. You must take good care of them and let Xiao Yue pass them down through generations." "Also, don't rush to refuse the money. Your grandfather is old and muddled. Keeping it with him, someone may swindle it all away; besides, he doesn't need the money." In front of his son, Meng Jin was quite a chatterbox. "Si Yu, even if you still refuse to acknowledge it, you are still my dad's biological grandson, and this money is like his way of making amends," Meng Jin gave him a look. Seeing the softening in his eyes, he struck while the iron was hot, "He said that if you don't accept it, he insists on coming with us to meet Xiao Yue's parents." "Then I'll accept it," Mo Siyu said without hesitation, not wanting Mr. Meng to cause a disturbance. When Meng Jin and Mo Siyu returned home, the Tang Family had already arrived. It was Meng Jin's first time meeting them; gauging their age, he addressed Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian as in-laws. Meng Jin, fearing his stern face might scare them, grinned showing his teeth, yet his expression was painfully stiff. "Relative-in-law." Tang Zhengde greeted. After everyone introduced each other, Meng Jin praised Tang Yue, expressing special satisfaction towards Tang Yue as his daughter-in-law. While Meng Jin and the Tang Family were chatting, Mo Siyu quietly took Tang Yue to the room. As soon as they entered the room, Tang Yue did not expect that Mo Siyu's kiss would fall, Tang Yue was anxious, fearing being discovered, she lightly bit Mo Siyu, which only made his kiss more urgent. "Mo Siyu, can you be gentler? How can I face people?" Tang Yue touched her kissed-red lips. Even though she couldn't see them, she could feel something was off about her lips. "Beautiful." Mo Siyu stared at her, the moistened red lips made her even more beautiful. Mo Siyu pulled her to sit on the bed. Tang Yue was on guard, Mo Siyu helplessly said, "Xiao Yue, I'm not a big bad wolf." "You are." Tang Yue accused, pointing to her lips, "Mom and dad are outside. If they notice, how can I save face?" "Alright, alright, if you say so, it's my fault." Mo Siyu, having gained an advantage, still acted coy and changed the subject: "This is the betrothal gift from my grandmother." He had an opinion on Mr. Meng, but he held no grudges against the deceased Granny Meng, hence, knowing that it was Granny Meng's previous dowry, Mo Siyu was very happy to present it to Tang Yue: "Although my grandmother is no longer here, if she were, she would definitely like you a lot as her granddaughter-in-law." Even though Tang Yue wasn't knowledgeable about these items, the sheer variety of jade and jewelry weighed heavily on her. Just randomly picking one, it's not to say they are priceless, but they were definitely valuable. "Granny left these for the future generations of the Meng family. You will be my wife in the future, these belong to you." Mo Siyu didn't just say to keep them safe, he explicitly said 'they belong to you'. "When the time comes, wear whichever you like, um, if you don't like them anymore, selling them is also fine, just keep one as a family heirloom." This is how Mo Siyu said it. Tang Yue held onto the box tightly, afraid that Mo Siyu would really sell them, she said, "Si Yu, these are your grandmother's things, how can they be sold? They are so beautiful, it would be such a pity to sell them, we are not short of money." Even if we were short of money, she couldn't bear to sell these things. "Okay, anyway, these items are now yours. In the future, you can handle them however you like." Mo Siyu couldn't help pinching her tender and soft nose. Tang Yue slapped his hand away, her mouth twitching as she said, "We haven't even registered for marriage yet, aren't you afraid I'll run away with these things?" Mo Siyu asked himself and confidently replied: "You won't." In his eyes, there was complete trust in Tang Yue. "Reward for you." Tang Yue happily opened her arms, jumped into Mo Siyu's arms, and looking up, she kissed his chin, joyfully saying, "I'm very happy that you trust me so much."