A sophomore in college starts by getting a marriage certificate with a female CEO.

"Is your mom coming again?"

"Otherwise, why would I have asked you to come here?"

Li Xixue said irritably.

Lu Yang panicked a little: "Is my mother-in-law going to come and inspect the place in person?"

"otherwise?"

Li Xixue asked in return.

The doorbell rang as soon as he finished speaking.

"Your mom?"

Lu Yang subconsciously glanced at Li Xixue, then looked in the direction of the door.

That speed...

Did this mother-in-law arrive with a stopwatch?

Li Xixue rolled her eyes at him: "She's your mother too."

Lu Yang: "..."

Li Xixue didn't expect it to be so fast. She quickly tidied herself up and then walked over to open the door.

Song Qiulan stood at the door with two large bags of things, her face beaming.

"Mom, why are you here so fast?" Li Xixue asked.

"What do you mean by fast or slow? I've been downstairs for ages, just waiting for you to come in before I come up."

Song Qiulan said confidently, not seeing any problem with it at all.

Goodness...

Lu Yang stood in the living room, somewhat caught off guard, unsure of what posture to adopt. Standing made him look like a waiter, while sitting seemed impolite. In the end, he simply went over to help Song Qiulan with her things.

"Auntie, let me help you with that."

Song Qiulan beamed, "Oh, Lu is so sensible!"

As she changed her shoes, she looked around the living room, like a quality inspector checking a house, her eyes sweeping from the floor to the ceiling, and then from the balcony to the kitchen.

"Hmm, this lighting is nice, warm-toned, suitable for everyday life at home."

Li Xixue followed behind, looking like she wanted to die.

She'd had enough of having a mother like that.

Song Qiulan went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found it empty.

"Why is there nothing in the refrigerator? You moved in without even buying anything?"

Song Qiulan sighed, giving her a look that seemed to say, "How do you guys manage to live?"

As she spoke, she stuffed both bags she had brought into the refrigerator.

Milk, eggs, fruit, and several boxes of cut steaks.

And they all look quite high-end.

"I figured neither of you could cook, so I brought some simple food first," Song Qiulan said as she laid it out. "I'll tell the housekeeper to come over tomorrow."

Li Xixue's lips twitched: "Mom, there's no need to exaggerate like that. We don't need a nanny."

She knew very well that the real reason they said they were sending the aunt over was to monitor her.

"What do you mean 'exaggerated'? Two people living in such a big house, and the refrigerator is completely empty? Is that reasonable?"

Li Xixue rolled her eyes: "Mom, it's the 21st century now, don't you know there's food delivery?"

"Takeout? Eating too much of that is unhealthy. It's better to cook for yourself. Besides, what would happen if you ate takeout every day?"

After scolding her daughter, Song Qiulan sat back down on the sofa and patted the spot next to her.

"Xiao Lu, come, sit here."

Lu Yang sat down.

Song Qiulan looked around and asked, "Is the house decorated alright? What do you think of living here?"

"fine."

Lu Yang spoke frankly, "It's much bigger than my school dormitory."

Song Qiulan was amused: "Of course, the dormitory is not very big. If you like it, you can live here permanently and only go back to school occasionally for classes."

Li Xixue interjected, "Mom, he's still in school."

"So what if I study? It doesn't conflict with anything."

Song Qiulan waved her hand, then smiled at Lu Yang and said, "Little Lu, tell Auntie the truth, are you satisfied with this house? If there's anything you're not satisfied with, just say so. If the sofa isn't good, we'll change it to a sofa; if the bed isn't good, we'll change it to a bed; if the decoration isn't good, we'll change the decoration."

Lu Yang glanced at Li Xixue.

Li Xixue shook her head slightly, meaning: Just do something casually.

"Everything is fine, Auntie," Lu Yang said.

"That's good, that's good."

Song Qiulan nodded, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Xiao Lu, which room are you staying in?"

Lu Yang pointed ahead: "It's the one at the end of the corridor..."

Song Qiulan quickly walked over, looked around, and said, "This room? Not bad, not bad, good lighting, facing south."

Then, she came out again, pushed open the door to the master bedroom, and looked around. Her expression was somewhat subtle.

"Why are we sleeping in two separate rooms?"

The air fell silent the moment those words were spoken.

Li Xixue glared fiercely at Lu Yang, regretting that she should have let Lu Yang say he would stay in her room.

Lu Yang's mind raced, and he quickly offered an explanation.

"Auntie, I snore when I sleep, and I'm afraid it will disturb Xiaoxue's rest."

Song Qiulan asked with some skepticism, "You snore at such a young age?"

"It's hereditary."

Lu Yang remained unfazed. "My dad hits me too."

Li Xixue picked up a glass of water and drank it, almost choking.

Song Qiulan nodded with some skepticism and didn't pursue the matter further.

"Alright, young people, no rush."

Song Qiulan said this, but then quickly added, "But don't be too slow. Your father and I aren't young anymore. While we can still carry you, give us one as soon as possible."

puff!

Li Xixue finally choked and spat out the water in her mouth.

"Mom! Can't you be normal for once?!"

Song Qiulan retorted matter-of-factly, "What's wrong with that? You two young people live together, can't I ask you something? Can't I, as your mother, show some concern?"

"We are just..."

Li Xixue had just opened her mouth when she swallowed the rest of her sentence.

I almost let it slip.

You've only known each other for less than a week, why would you have a child?

But I can't say that.

Lu Yang coughed lightly from the side: "Auntie, well... let nature take its course."

"What do you mean by 'let nature take its course'?"

Song Qiulan turned her head and said, "Xiao Lu, I have something to tell you, don't think I'm being a nag, but my best friend's granddaughter can already call me 'Grandma,' and every time we meet, she brings it up to tease me. How can I not be worried?"

Lu Yang was speechless.

He can't exactly say, "Auntie, I've never even held hands with your daughter, can I?"

Song Qiulan sighed, her tone softening: "I'm not urging you, it's just... you young people shouldn't just focus on work. You should cultivate relationships, and do what needs to be done. Don't dawdle."

After saying that, she gave Li Xixue a special look, which could be translated as: This is all the help Mom can give you. The rest is up to you.

Li Xixue's ears turned bright red, and she turned her back to the balcony, not wanting to pay any more attention to them.

Taking advantage of her daughter's absence, Song Qiulan lowered her voice and said to Lu Yang:

"Xiao Lu, don't blame me for being direct. Xue'er has always been strong-willed and takes everything on her own. She's tough on the outside, but she's actually very soft on the inside. If you give in to her more often, she'll remember it even if she doesn't say it."

Lu Yang nodded: "I know, Auntie."

"Oh, and there's more."

Song Qiulan moved closer to Lu Yang and lowered her voice, "Xue'er hasn't dated anyone all these years. It's not that no one has pursued her, it's that she has high standards. She doesn't even glance at rich young men or anything like that. You're the first one she's brought home, which means she approves of you. So you'd better live up to her expectations and not let your aunt down."