Therefore, at the end of the month, Meng Yanchen visited Tang Yu's parents with bags and bags of gifts.

Chapter 25 Meng Yanchen 25

Tang's parents had seen Meng Yanchen in videos and photos taken by the media before, but none of those were as impactful as seeing him in person.

"This must be Xiao Meng. You're a really handsome young man. Come in and have a seat..."

"Uncle and Aunt, there are still a few bags of gifts in the car. I'll go get them first."

Meng Yanchen came in three times carrying large and small bags of gifts. Tang's parents were initially shocked by the sheer number of gifts, but then they couldn't stop smiling.

"Why are you being so polite? Yu Yu's mother and I just wanted to meet you. Don't bring so many things when you visit in the future. Why are you being so polite with your family?"

Tang Yu pointed directly to one of the gifts and said, "That's a professional fishing rod. Yan Chen said he'll take you fishing when he has time."

Meng Yanchen was pulled down to sit by Tang Yu and began to speak with a smile.

"Uncle, I actually know a few places nearby that are particularly convenient for fishing. I also know a few fishing associations with many like-minded people. How about I introduce you to them?"

Tang's father's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter; they were clearly very happy together.

"Oh, you're too kind, child. Where's a good place to fish? What's the name of the fishing association you mentioned...?"

Meng Yanchen was already chatting and laughing, proving that his prior data collection had paid off.

Tang Yu moved to sit next to her mother and then kicked the luxury bags with her foot.

"These are all designer bags. Mom, take a look when you open them tonight. There are all kinds of bags inside. You can go out every day of the week and not repeat the same one."

So, do you like this gift?

Tang's mother glared at her daughter.

"Why are you two spending so much? You could have just brought some fruit. Why did you buy so many bags? It's such a waste of money."

Tang Yu smiled and took her mother's hand.

“He’s rich, buying some bags is nothing to him. I didn’t spend any money, he paid for everything.”

Tang's mother's eyes lit up instantly, and she asked again to confirm.

"You really didn't ask you to pay anything?"

"Of course, why would I lie to you about something like this? I'll spend my own money myself."

Tang's mother smiled with satisfaction. Although she was happy that her daughter spent money on the gift, she felt bad that her daughter had spent so much money.

After all, playing ball is too hard, and every penny is hard-earned money.

If the money is spent by the future son-in-law, then all that's left is the joy of receiving a gift, and no one will think about how hard the son-in-law works to earn money.

After Meng Yanchen chatted with Tang's father about fishing for a while, the rice cooker in the kitchen indicated that the rice was cooked, and Tang's father immediately stood up and spoke.

"You guys chat, I'll go cook the dishes now."

Meng Yanchen stood up to help, but Tang Yu grabbed his hand.

"Don't be so polite. Since you're coming today, they've already cooked the rice and chopped the vegetables. All that's left is to stir-fry the vegetables."

This is my dad's job; he won't let you help today, you're a guest.

Tang Yu's parents are both good cooks, but they have different roles in cooking.

When it's just the two of them at home eating simple home-cooked meals, Tang's mom usually cooks while Tang's dad washes the dishes.

But when guests come over and we need to cook a few big dishes, that's basically Tang's dad's job, because it's a huge undertaking.

Meng Yanchen really wanted to show off her virtuousness, but it seems she didn't need to at all.

So Meng Yanchen could only sit in the living room and chat with Tang Ma about work and life.

"Wow, Xiao Meng is so tall! He's much more handsome than he looks on TV."

After Meng Yanchen answered that he was 1.83 meters tall, Tang's mother suddenly grabbed Tang Yu's hand and asked her seriously.

"Your Aunt Pang's son is said to be 1.85 meters tall, but he looks shorter than Xiao Meng?"

After saying this, Tang Ma seemed to realize what she had said and quickly smiled and explained to Meng Yanchen.

"Xiao Meng, your auntie isn't saying you're lying to me about your height."

Tang Yu burst out laughing. Although Meng Yanchen performed very well, his palms were a little nervous. Tang Yu could feel the fine sweat on his hands when she held them.

"Mom, some people are tall but look short because their proportions are not good."

Aunt Pang's son is tall and strong, with an upper body longer than his legs, so of course he looks short.

"I see." Tang's mother nodded thoughtfully. "No wonder I always felt there was something wrong with this child. He's quite tall, but something just didn't look right."

"What have Aunt Pang and her family been doing lately?"

At this point in Tang Yu's sentence, Tang's mother immediately started to complain.

"Your Aunt Pang's son is starting a business. He even invited your dad and me to dinner before, hoping we would invest in his company."

After your dad and I refused, he said he wanted to see you again. Can you believe how awkward that is...?

After listening to the gossip, Meng Yanchen leaned close to Tang Yu's ear and asked her a question.

"Wouldn't it be better to just refuse? They don't even sound like relatives."

Tang Yu leaned against Meng Yanchen and began to explain.

"When my family went bankrupt, Aunt Pang lent me money and helped me out. Sometimes you really have to consider this kind of kindness that comes in times of need."

"Lending money to Aunt Pang is fine, but my parents don't understand investing."

The way for older people to avoid being scammed is to refuse all investments, because they can't understand them anyway.

"You should come to me for investment matters. Why don't you have him send me the project information?"

I'll take a look, and even if it doesn't work, I can still offer some suggestions.

Tang Yu thought it made a lot of sense, so she immediately told her mother the method.

"Xiao Meng, you can't waste money. If that company is really worth investing in, I'll consider it as introducing a project to you."

If it's not worth investing in, you have to swallow your pride and refuse!

Meng Yanchen readily agreed, and as they chatted, the meal was ready.

While a group of people were eating at the restaurant, Meng Yanchen noticed that the Tang family's tastes were a bit heavy, with many dishes being on the salty and spicy side, which did not suit his preference for light food.

She usually cooks simple meals; is Ayu just putting up with him?

With this question in mind, after a pleasant meal, Meng Yanchen took his leave as darkness fell, and Tang Yu personally saw him off.

“Ayu, although I eat a light diet, I don’t need you to eat a light diet with me. I think your family’s taste is a bit stronger.”

Tang Yu immediately understood what Meng Yanchen was thinking. She took Meng Yanchen's hand and walked along, laughing.

"I eat light food because I'm an athlete, not because I'm putting up with you."

As for my parents' tastes, it's actually related to their experiences when they were young.

Back then, they were manual laborers, so eating oily and salty food helped them replenish their energy. This was their eating habit, and they couldn't change it at this age.

Moreover, spicy and strong flavors help mask the staleness of food; that's how most people live their lives.

"You don't need to accommodate our family's lifestyle. You're not going to live with my parents in the future, so just make do with the meals we have a few times a year."

"After we get married, they'll naturally discover your tastes, and then there will be foods you like on the table."

He's just a boyfriend right now, and his parents haven't even thought about cooking a few dishes specifically for Meng Yanchen.

Meng Yanchen stopped and then reached out to hug the person in front of him.

"I met your uncle and aunt today, and I can tell that Ayu has been happy since she was a child."

I'm actually a little envious of how your family gets along; you can cook and wash dishes together, and chat about the neighbors at the dinner table.

Sometimes when I go home for a meal, the maid cooks in the kitchen and then brings the food up.

My parents and I were eating in a rather quiet and somber atmosphere; there was no sense of joy or merriment.

After hearing this, Tang Yu, leaning against Meng Yanchen's chest, couldn't stop laughing.

After Tang Yu's laughter grew louder and louder, Meng Yanchen asked in confusion.

Is there anything wrong with what I said?

Tang Yu smiled and pushed Meng Yanchen away from her embrace, then stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

"Because my boyfriend is so cute, I just couldn't resist. I have to tell you, my family used to be rich too!"

After saying this, Tang Yu began to explain.

"During the decade or so that my parents were wealthy, they were busy working every day, and they also hired a driver and a maid to cook for them."

They never go into the kitchen. They're all rich now, who would want to go through the trouble of cooking in the kitchen…

At this point, Tang Yu stood on tiptoe, hugged the other person, and then kissed them while laughing.

"The problem in your family might be that your parents don't like to gossip, but that's not a problem. Others might find it annoying that my parents like to gossip about the neighbors."

As for why my parents don't hire a maid now, it's because they're in poor health according to their health checkups, and cooking is a good way for them to get some exercise..."

Meng Yanchen understood what his girlfriend meant and burst into laughter.

“Ayu always manages to make me laugh from unexpected angles.”

"Did I make you happy?"

Meng Yanchen lowered his head and hugged the person in front of him tightly. Their foreheads touched, and their breaths mingled around each other.

Tang Yu gave a mischievous smile and bit the other person. Meng Yanchen quickly covered her soft lips with his, and then they lingered and rubbed against each other.

The kiss traveled down from her lips, along her jawline, and gently landed on her neck. Tang Yu chuckled softly.

"What should we do? You'll be spending the night alone."

Meng Yanchen kissed his ear, and he breathed heavily, murmuring softly.

"It's okay, you'll appear in my dreams."

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