spring bite mark

Chapter 194 The Son-in-Law is Coming

The four dishes and one soup were served, and the food was a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate. It was clearly the work of a master chef who had been immersed in the kitchen for many years.

Jiang Manman ate with great relish.

"If you like it, stay in Chongqing for a few more days, and Dad will cook for you every day." Huo Mingcai looked at her. "Dad knows a lot of dishes, and he can cook something different every day. You can eat it for several months."

“I might stay another week. There are still a lot of things waiting for me in the capital.” Jiang Manman saw Huo Mingcai’s eyes dim instantly and said softly, “Life is long. Dad can come to the capital whenever he has time and cook for me anytime.”

Huo Mingcai's eyes lit up: "That's not impossible, transportation is very convenient now!"

Huo Yungui recalled the last time Jiang Manman brought clothes: "My sister is in the capital, she's the designer for Mu Chan?"

Jiang Manman hummed in agreement: "You could say that."

“Sure, Mom also studied design, so you’ll definitely have a lot in common.” Huo Yungui sighed, “Unlike me, I lose money no matter what I do, and I haven’t accomplished anything yet.”

"What are your career plans for the future?" Jiang Manman glanced at him. "If you really don't have any plans, you can marry that Miss Lan that Mom mentioned and become a stay-at-home husband. Your cooking is excellent."

Huo Yungui's face darkened: "Why is Mom telling you even this? There's no way Lan Sisi and I can be together. Her family is too high-class, and we're from completely different worlds."

Jiang Manman thought back to her first impression of Miss Lan. Actually, she thought Miss Lan was a pretty good person.

After dinner, Wang Ying offered to help Jiang Manman move her luggage at the hotel: "Now that we've officially become family, and you haven't been in Chongqing for long, Mom still hopes you can stay at home for the next few days so we can spend more time together. After more than twenty years of separation, Mom hopes these few days will help you adjust to having your dad, mom, and brother with you..."

Jiang Manman glanced around. There were only two bedrooms, and the living room wasn't very big either. "Will it be inconvenient for me to stay here?"

“We’re not staying here, we’re going to Hanyueting.” Huo Mingcai explained, “There’s a large apartment there, but I lost you around here back then, so we’ve kept this apartment. We’ve been living here most of the time, hoping to wait for you to come back—it seems our decision was right, and we’ve waited for you to come back!”

Jiang Manman hesitated for a moment: "That's fine too. Let's go straight to Hanyueting. I'll have a friend at the hotel bring the luggage over."

"You have friends at the hotel?" Huo Mingcai asked enthusiastically. "Then bring them home and treat them to dinner tonight!"

"No need." Jiang Manman didn't want to call them bodyguards. "They're just a dozen or so friends, not very close. They've made their own arrangements."

"Alright then." Huo Mingcai stopped worrying. "Your mom and I tidied up Hanyueting yesterday. You and your mom can watch TV for a while, and after your brother finishes washing the dishes, we'll set off."

Hanyueting is a relatively upscale residential community located in the central district of Chongqing.

Although Huo Mingcai didn't make a fortune, he has been doing quite well over the years with his farm and two supermarkets. He bought two large apartments in Hanyueting and combined them together, decorating them in a style that young people like.

When Huo Mingcai's BMW X7 arrived at Hanyueting, two bodyguards were already waiting respectfully at the entrance of the community. Behind them was the rose gold supercar that Yan Changye had just bought for Jiang Manman. The trunk was open, and Jiang Manman's luggage was neatly arranged inside.

Although Hanyue Court is upscale, it is not considered a luxury residence. The residents' cars are mostly in the million-yuan range, and it is rare to see such supercars that cost fifty or sixty million yuan. For a moment, it attracted a lot of attention.

Huo Yungui, not exactly known for his composure, exclaimed, "When did a super-rich person move into this neighborhood? This car is ridiculously expensive. I'd like to see which idiot bought it..."

Jiang Manman's words, "It's my car," circled on her lips before she swallowed them back down.

Huo Yungui's gaze fell curiously on the two tall, burly bodyguards. Their aura was icy, their expressions indifferent. He silently stepped in front of Jiang Manman, his arrogance noticeably diminished: "No wonder they can afford top-of-the-line supercars, they seem pretty intimidating..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two bodyguards looked at Jiang Manman and said very respectfully, "Your luggage has been brought."

Unsure of Jiang Manman's attitude, the two did not immediately address her as "Madam." Jiang Manman asked Huo Yungui, "Which floor is our house on?"

"Eighth floor."

Jiang Manman nodded and instructed the bodyguards, "Move my luggage to the eighth floor, then you can all do your own thing."

The two bodyguards quickly retrieved the two suitcases and headed straight for the eighth floor. Huo Yungui then looked intently at Jiang Manman: "Sister, these are the hotel friends you mentioned. They look fierce, but they're actually quite nice."

After the bodyguards left, Jiang Manman and the others went upstairs.

Upon unlocking the electronic door, Jiang Manman was first drawn to the spacious kitchen, which could comfortably accommodate seven or eight people.

Seeing her curiosity, Huo Yungui said with a bit of pride, "This was designed by my dad and me. Let me tell you, during the New Year, more than a dozen people could stand in this kitchen and not feel crowded at all. Our relatives were so envious of our big kitchen!"

Wang Ying pulled Jiang Manman up: "What's so interesting about the kitchen? Let Mom show you the bedrooms. We have a lot of bedrooms. I sorted out several different styles that girls like yesterday. You can pick one."

Jiang Manman chose a light color scheme that wasn't too exaggerated.

She opened the box and hung up the clothes one by one. Wang Ying stood beside her, looking at her unbranded clothes, mostly traditional Chinese cheongsams, with a few simple summer T-shirts. Some of them were quite stunning.

"Little one, what brand are these clothes of yours? They look so nice."

“Some were just bought randomly, and some were designed by myself,” Jiang Manman said softly. “When I get back, I’ll design a few for my mom too.”

Wang Ying was overjoyed: "Great! I've never worn clothes designed by my youngest son before. But I noticed you don't have much jewelry. Shall I take you to buy some this afternoon? Young girls should wear more jewelry."

"No need, my home in Beijing is almost overflowing. I'm just in Chongqing to deliver some paperwork, so I'm keeping a low profile and that's why I didn't wear one."

“No, that won’t do. Yours is yours, and what Mom bought is what Mom bought. They’re not the same,” Wang Ying insisted. “Also, please pick out a few things for my son-in-law as a gift when he comes over.”

At this point, Wang Ying remembered something else: "Your dad announced the good news about your return home in the relatives' group chat, and everyone's been clamoring to see you, you see..."

Jiang Manman nodded: "I'm fine."

Wang Ying was delighted: "Then let's have a casual dinner at home tomorrow night? We're all close relatives, so it won't be difficult to get along. After my son-in-law arrives, we'll host a proper banquet at a restaurant."

Jiang Manman thought for a moment: "No need for that. Let me ask your son-in-law if he can attend the family dinner tomorrow night..."

Wang Ying exclaimed, "If he's busy, he doesn't need to rush like this."

Jiang Manman had already lowered her head and sent a message to Yan Changye:
Jiang Manman: [There's a family dinner tomorrow night, where we'll be meeting some important relatives. Do you want to join us?]

Over there, Yan Changye tossed over an itinerary.

Y: [The flight was originally planned for tomorrow afternoon]

Y: [See you tomorrow, madam [smile]]

(End of this chapter)