Mr. Shang, please be passionately in love after marriage.

Everyone around froze, especially Aunt Zhang, whose breath, which had just been released, suddenly caught in her throat, and she almost couldn't catch her breath.

Is this Yu Ping's son-in-law?

How is that possible!

Shouldn't he be an old, ugly nouveau riche?!

Cen hope was also surprised that Shang Hanzhou would suddenly come over. When she saw him standing in front of her, and even taking the bags from Yu Ping and herself, she was stunned.

Yu Ping reacted more quickly, and a smile kept spreading across her face.

"Hanzhou, how did you know we were here?"

Shang Hanzhou was carrying two large red bags. The bags, which looked quite heavy in their hands, were much easier for him.

He walked beside Cen hope, shielding her on the inside of the road, as a car sped past, grazing his shoulder.

He said calmly, "Dad told me."

He played a few games of chess with Jiang Guoliang and received a photo from Cen hope. There was only one vegetable market nearby, and Jiang Guoliang briefly told him about it, so he came over.

It turned out to be the case.

Seeing that he was carrying things in both hands, Cen hope wanted to suggest that she carry one bag to lighten the load, but Shang Hanzhou's dark eyes watched her quietly.

"Just keep walking forward."

Ok.

She didn't insist anymore and obediently followed him.

The chatter of the group of old ladies behind him was like a boiling pot.

"My God, is this Yu Ping's son-in-law?"

"He's so handsome! Yu Ping is so lucky to have such a handsome son-in-law; just looking at him is pleasing to the eye!"

"Wasn't it said that Cen hope's biological father from Beijing came to sell his daughter? This doesn't seem like it. This son-in-law is tall, handsome, and observant; he even helps carry things. What family would sell their daughter to someone like that?"

"Exactly! Who said Yu Ping's son-in-law is an old, unsophisticated nouveau riche? They must have misjudged him!"

As they talked, everyone turned around and glanced at Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang's face turned pale and then red, and her mind was buzzing.

Just in terms of appearance, Yu Ping's son-in-law is miles ahead of Ranran's husband.

Her son-in-law had become overweight in middle age, sporting a beer belly and looking balding.

Aunt Zhang reluctantly looked away, muttering, "Looks can't put food on the table! No matter how handsome you are, it's all for naught if you're broke! Look at him, he wouldn't even drive over, he walked. He's probably just a penniless pauper with a pretty face!"

As she said this, Aunt Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more at ease.

Yes, Yu Ping's son-in-law is definitely not as rich as her son-in-law.

Her son-in-law always drives a Mercedes when he comes over!

……

Yu Ping didn't compare herself to Aunt Zhang, and the three of them quickly carried their things back.

Even after climbing eight floors and carrying two heavy bags, Shang Hanzhou didn't even break a sweat.

As soon as the door opened, Yu Ping exclaimed in admiration.

"Manman, my son-in-law has great stamina."

The mocking gaze was obvious.

Cen hope felt uncomfortable and her face flushed slightly. "Mom, what are you saying?"

Yu Ping exclaimed, "Mom said your husband is strong and capable!"

Cen hope: "..."

She pretended not to understand the second meaning and silently changed her shoes.

Jiang Guoliang had mopped the entire floor in the house, and when he entered, the floor was spotless, so clean it was almost reflective.

Cen hope knew this was his habit; he had to mop the floor in the house every morning and before going to bed at night.

Shang Hanzhou brought the ingredients to the kitchen.

"You and Manman go play, your dad and I will take care of things here."

Kitchen matters are a piece of cake for Yu Ping.

It's already 10 a.m.

Jiang Zheng suddenly returned at that moment. Cen hope, who had been sitting on the sofa watching TV, immediately stood up when she saw him come back. "Brother, why are you back?"

Jiang Zheng, still in his uniform, hurriedly said, "Grab something."

"Oh, do you need my help?"

She followed behind Jiang Zheng.

Jiang Zheng stopped, turned around, and pinched her cheek. "No need."

Cen hope did not dodge his pinching hand. The two siblings got along naturally, while Shang Hanzhou watched silently.

Through the kitchen glass, Yu Ping saw that he had returned and asked, "Ah Zheng, are you coming back for lunch?"

"I'm not eating anymore, Mom. I have to go now. You and Dad have worked so hard."

After speaking, Jiang Zheng's composed figure crossed the living room and walked towards the door.

Along the way, he glanced at Shang Hanzhou sitting on the living room sofa, nodded slightly as a greeting.

Shang Hanzhou's prominent Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

After Jiang Zheng left, only the sounds coming from the kitchen remained in the house. Cen hope sat back down in her original spot.

Thinking about what happened while buying groceries, she explained, "That's how it is in small towns; people like to compare themselves to others. I hope you didn't find it amusing."

He must have never encountered this situation before.

Shang Hanzhou slowly lowered his eyelashes, his voice low and deep: "It's okay, I like it here."

Ok?

Cen hope didn't immediately grasp the meaning behind his words. After a few seconds, she realized that when he said he liked this place, he meant her home.

She pursed her lips. Although Jiang Cheng's home was small, she had never lacked love since she was a child.

Yu Ping never mistreated her, even though Cen Jiansheng, her biological father, was always absent.

Later, Jiang Guoliang and Jiang Zheng joined them as a family of four, and their lives became more and more harmonious. If it weren't for Jiang Guoliang's illness two years ago and the need for money, she wouldn't have returned to the Cen family for money.

He will most likely return to Jiangcheng to work and live a quiet, ordinary life there.

She smiled and said, "I like it very much too."

He paused, then added, "You can come back more often in the future."

"Um."

Shang Hanzhou nodded in a deep voice, but the next moment, he asked a completely unrelated question: "Is the person you like also from Jiangcheng?"

Cen hope got up, walked to the water dispenser, and was drinking water.

Upon hearing his words, she suddenly choked, clutching her chest and coughing, her cheeks flushing red.

"...Why are you suddenly asking this?"

Could it be that he discovered something?

The hand gripping the water glass tensed up inexplicably, tightening its grip until the nails turned white.

Shang Hanzhou's expression remained indifferent, and his tone of voice showed no other change: "Just asking."

Is that so...?

Cen hope considered her words carefully before speaking: "I suppose so."

She married Shang Hanzhou. She grew up in Jiangcheng. Now Shang Hanzhou has also come to Jiangcheng and said he likes it very much. It wouldn't be wrong to say that he is a native of Jiangcheng, would it?

Shang Hanzhou's heavy eyes deepened even further.

He continued, "How long have you known him?"

Why are you still asking?

Cen hope's breathing tightened slightly. He had never asked about this before, and he hadn't paid attention to her words, "I have someone I like," when they got their marriage certificate. Today was so strange.

Perhaps it was just a whim.

Thinking this, Cen hope replied in a seemingly relaxed tone, "That's been quite a while."

They've been married for two years now, but she had known him for a long time before that.

Shang Hanzhou's usually indifferent brows suddenly furrowed, and his thin lips almost formed a tight line.