Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

As they returned to the courtyard, on the other side, in the guest room, Lu Mingshi was rolling around on the bed, wriggling like a maggot, clutching the new clothes Sheng Shuang had bought for him.

These are the clothes that Ying Xiaomei's mother bought for him.

He grinned foolishly.

Okay, that's great.

So this is what it feels like to have a "mom" buy you clothes.

Not only did they have clothes, but they also had a smart watch that was very popular among the boys at the school.

Ahhh... Ying Xiaomei's mom is so kind...

Lu Mingshi was sprawled out on the bed with his limbs outstretched, his smile almost reaching the back of his head.

What should I do? He's so excited he can't sleep...

……

Later that evening, Ying Yuchuan was summoned to his study by his father, Ying Huayu.

"You remember Mo Junshan, right? He just met you at the party and asked me if you were married."

Ying Huayu didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point, saying, "Guess what I answered?"

Ying Yuchuan sat casually on a single sofa, showing no extra emotion in response to his father's question.

"I think answering with a 'yes' is not difficult."

Upon hearing this, Ying Huayu seemed somewhat annoyed.

"Your Uncle Mo wants to introduce you to his youngest daughter..."

"Dad, I'm getting married."

Ying Yuchuan interrupted him sharply, "Do you want me to be a man who's fickle and has women on both sides?"

"Isn't this the truth? Why would I deny it? If I were to hide, conceal, or lie about this, why did I even get the marriage certificate in the first place? Why didn't I just give them some money to get rid of them?"

He curled his lips in a mocking smile. "You can be a good man, but you expect me to be a heartless and ungrateful one?"

His words were logical and well-founded, causing Ying Huayu to catch his breath for a moment before letting out a deep sigh.

That's not what I meant.

"But, Yuchuan, are you really not going to regret it?"

As a father, Ying Huayu also wants to see his daughter find a girl she loves and spend her life with her. But will he love her?

"Lu Luozhi's background is completely different from yours. I'm afraid that if I take her out and people find out she comes from the countryside, you'll be laughed at..."

Ying Yuchuan then looked directly at his father.

"Dad, let me ask you this: if Mom didn't have such a noble status, would you still like her and marry her?"

With a calm voice, he asked the question earnestly and waited patiently for his father's answer.

Ying Huayu was speechless after being asked these questions.

He met his son's persistent and cold gaze.

He couldn't help but ponder his question.

If, if Sheng Shuang didn't have a social status that matched his, and yet he happened to meet her and be attracted to her...

In less than three seconds, Ying Huayu had his answer.

meeting.

He will like her, pursue her, and marry her. He will not care about other people's opinions, and will even protect her and not allow anyone to say a bad word about her.

The perceptive Ying Yuchuan had already read the answer from his eyes.

"So, Dad, why are you so fixated on those meaningless status and position?"

He pointedly remarked, "Why can't you be like your mother and see how good she is?"

"Haven't you noticed that ever since Lu Luozhi and her brother came, my little sister has become much more talkative?"

"So what if you come from the countryside?"

Faced with his son's repeated questions, Ying Huayu smiled helplessly, "Yes, yes, Dad was wrong. Dad shouldn't have been so petty in judging others."

Ying Yuchuan continued in a calm tone, "Dad, if it weren't for Grandma Lu back then, do you think I'd still be alive to sit here and talk to you?"

His words startled Ying Huayu, who then fell into deep thought.

Yes.

If it weren't for Grandma Lu.

She saved his eldest son's life.

For this kind of affection alone, we shouldn't look down on them.

So, what happened back then?

……

When Ying Yuchuan returned to his room, Lu Luozhi was already asleep in bed.

She lay on her side, hugging the blanket, the hem of her pajamas rolled up above her stomach, and he could clearly see the exposed section of her fair waist.

The sight made his throat tighten.

His bed, his blankets, and his woman.

The dark quilt made her exposed slender waist appear even whiter, and the woman's innate, fatal charm was overwhelming, drawing his gaze. Ying Yuchuan's eyes darkened, as if burning with fire, making him restless and his heartbeat momentarily disordered.

Who says he can't do it?

Who said he wasn't interested in her?

Who said he...

Take a deep breath and exhale.

He dared not look too long, and stepped forward to pull up the hem of her dress, thus concealing the spring scenery that was making him almost lose control.

Now is not the time.

It was as if she was deliberately trying to torment him; as soon as he lay down on the bed, she automatically rolled into his arms again.

As a grown man, Ying Yuchuan wondered if it would be a bit morbid for him to take a cold shower at this moment.

While he was thinking, his phone, which he had placed on the bedside table, lit up.

It was a message sent to him by Zhou Yanjin.

He didn't want to pay attention to it; it was the middle of the night, and he was sure it wasn't anything good.

Who knows, he might be thinking of getting him something weird and asking if he wants it or not.

But he saw a word.

Li Wan.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he still picked up his phone...