Tang Yue interrupted him promptly: "Mr. Lian, I appreciated your support that day, but the Lian Family is the Lian Family, and I am me. Just like I said that day, my last name is Tang, not Lian. Even if I have half of your blood in me, I will not change my surname to Lian, nor will there be any so-called acknowledgement of ancestors." "You better keep the Lian Family's wealth to yourselves." Tang Yue spoke very firmly, leaving no room for reconsideration. She liked money, liked earning lots and lots of it, liked buying houses. As long as she had money, she would want to buy houses, but all this was under the premise that she earned it herself, not by someone else's charity. "Xiao Yue." Lian He looked at Tang Yue, deeply hurt. He had not expected his goodwill to be so repulsive to her. Meng Siyu opened the car door for Tang Yue to get in. The car windows were rolled up, so Tang Yue couldn't be seen. "Mr. Lian." Meng Siyu also called out in agreement with Tang Yue, saying, "Xiao Yue is not the kind of person who would covet the power and wealth of the Lian Family." Lian He sighed, looking at Tang Yue through the car window, only vaguely seeing a silhouette, and thinking of Tang Yue's firmness just now, he couldn't quite articulate what he felt in his heart. "If Mr. Lian truly wants to have Xiao Yue acknowledge you and call you Dad willingly, what you need to do is not to shower her with money, but to warm her with paternal love." Meng Siyu was quite clear that Tang Yue was someone who valued emotions greatly. It was only through putting his life on the line that Qingyang was able to gain Tang Yue's acknowledgement in the past. Of course, it wasn't to say Lian He should risk his life, but rather to tell him that what Tang Yue needed was not money, but love. If Lian He could touch Tang Yue with paternal love, he believed that, in time, she would be able to feel it. After saying this, Meng Siyu turned, got into the car, started the engine, and drove away to Jianan Prefecture without any hesitation. Lian He stood still, watching the jeep disappear from his line of sight, unable to snap back to reality for a long time. He asked, "Xiao Yang, did I do something wrong?" "Dad, brother-in-law is right, what Sister Xiao Yue needs is love, not money," Lian Qingyang felt he was quite fortunate to have stubbornly gained Sister Xiao Yue's acknowledgment. Lian Qingyang looked at Lian He standing to one side, looking desolate, and couldn't help praising Tang Yue in his heart. Ever since he could remember, no one had ever dared to challenge Lian He's authority like that. Even Lian Qingqing, in front of Lian He, could only act coquettishly. "You better keep the Lian Family's wealth to yourselves." Sister Xiao Yue's crisp voice, her determined tone, if he were Dad, he would probably be so angry he'd spit blood, wouldn't he? Whose daughter would block her own father like that? Lian He didn't move, but toward Lian Qingyang's schadenfreude, he said in a deep voice, "Lian Qingyang, stop with your little games. You're going to follow me back to Sea City these days. You're almost a sophomore; isn't it time for you to start getting familiar with the family business?" "Dad, I have my own work," Lian Qingyang protested anxiously. "That won't conflict with managing the Lian Family's business," Lian He said. "If your game can't keep going without you for a month, then you might as well quit now." Deep down, he felt wronged. Sister Xiao Yue had angered Dad, and it had nothing to do with him at all. Why should he be dragged into it? He didn't want to go back to Sea City, let alone to the Lian Family, much less to manage the Lian Family's business. Jianan Prefecture No. 128. Mo Xiaolin had been looking forward to Tang Yue and the others' return since after lunch. Meng Jin went to the motorcade, leaving Mo Xiaolin alone at home. The Mo Family is set to leave with the Tang Family tomorrow. At this moment, Mo Xiaolin's two uncles, along with Mo Xiaorui and Mo Xiaoyu and their families, are shopping in Jing City. It's a rare opportunity to visit Jing City, and it's the right time to buy things unavailable at home. Looking forward, Mo Xiaolin heard a knock at the door. She hurried to open it and found that it was her two sisters-in-law and her brother returning from their shopping. Seven or eight people, all laden with big and small packages, which left Mo Xiaolin astounded. "I'll help out," Mo Xiaolin quickly offered. They are heading back this time, and Mo Xiaolin had prepared some things for them to take home. However, seeing the current situation, she was worried that without a dedicated vehicle, they simply wouldn't be able to carry everything. "Xiaolin, some of these are for you to keep, and some we're taking back home." Zheng Chunhong and Deng Yuhua kept taking out things, including food, daily necessities, some beautiful handicrafts, and skincare products for the girls. They used to think using cold cream was good enough, but after coming to Jing City, they realized there's more than just cold cream for facial care. "Xiaolin, do you smell how fragrant this Xia Shilian is?" "And this, the Almond Honey, it really smells so good. I've never seen it before either." Once the ladies started this topic, there seemed to be no end to their discussion. Mo Xiaolin usually used basic creams like yashuang and had heard of what they were talking about, but had not yet bought them to use. After chatting warmly for a while, when Tang Yue came home, she saw them examining an array of bottles and jars. "These products are really good," Tang Yue remarked, looking at the skincare items, which were all top-notch for the time. Currently, no foreign skincare brands had entered the market, and domestic products were more commonly used. Consequently, in later years, various foreign skincare brands would edge out the domestic ones. It's a pity she didn't delve into cosmetics herself; otherwise, it would have been great to create her own skincare brand. Ah, thinking too far ahead. She was just an ordinary person, not a deity. With this realization, Tang Yue wasn't disheartened anymore. Dinner was lively and bustling. Afterward, Meng Siyu took her hand and they walked home together. Just separated by an alley, about a ten-minute stroll, and they would arrive. In the sweltering summer, walking home after a meal was quite comfortable and good for digesting the food in their stomachs. Original content can be found at N0veI.Fiɾe.net The bright moon shone over the earth, and the dim streetlights stretched their shadows long. Meng Siyu would take a few steps and glance at her stomach. Every few steps, his gaze seemed to involuntarily fall on her belly. Feeling bashful under his scrutiny, Tang Yue asked, "Why do you keep looking at my stomach?" She glanced at him sideways and asked, "Are you wondering if there might be a child?" There was a flicker in Meng Siyu's eyes. Before he could speak, Tang Yue continued, "If there is a child, would you want it?" Meng Siyu affirmed to himself secretly but didn't speak aloud, just looking into her eyes deeply. "Xiao Yue, you're still a student." Meng Siyu suddenly embraced her and said, "If there really is a child, let's keep it. We can take a year off school, okay?" Meng Siyu spoke cautiously, his words carrying a hint of guilt. On their wedding night, he had been inconsiderate.