Lian Qingyang rushed back to Jing City at five o'clock in the afternoon. It was sumr, so it was still daylight, with the sun hanging high in the sky.
'Knock knock knock'
Lian Qingyang's usual way of knocking, the rapid and short knocking sounds; anyone unaware would think there was so ergency.
"Who is it?"
Zhang Hualian hurried to the door, her heart also thumping due to the anxious knocking sounds.
"Sister Xiao Yue." Lian Qingyang was holding full bags of food, sothing he never missed bringing each ti he visited.
As Zhang Hualian opened the door, she saw two bags of food.
"Sister Xiao Yue, are Uncle Tang and Aunt Tang here? Did I co at the right ti, can I catch up for dinner?" Lian Qingyang grinned, thinking he had rushed here right after getting off the plane.
As Lian Qingyang put down the bags, he hadn't even finished speaking when he saw the dumbfounded Zhang Hualian. He quickly corrected himself: "Aunt Tang, I didn't know it was you, I thought it was Sister Xiao Yue."
Lian Qingyang stood up straight, looking like a good obedient student, with a face full of ingratiating smile, he said: "Aunt Tang, I heard from Sister Xiao Yue that you and Uncle Tang ca to Jing City, so... I shalessly ca over for a al."
"Aunt Tang, I still rember the al I had at your house last ti, it was so delicious." Lian Qingyang couldn't help but swallow, his eyes peering inside, wondering why Sister Xiao Yue hasn't co out yet.
Could it be an inconvenient ti, and Sister Xiao Yue isn't back yet?
How awkward.
If Sister Xiao Yue isn't here, what if Aunt Tang doesn't invite him to stay for dinner?
"Sister Xiao Yue has gone out, she hasn't co back yet." Even if Zhang Hualian didn't like people with the surna Lian, seeing Lian Qingyang's greedy look, and his honest smile, she couldn't bring herself to kick him out.
"Co in first."
Zhang Hualian politely let him in.
Lian Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief and placed the items on the living room table, saying: "Aunt Tang, these are Sister Xiao Yue's favorite snacks."
"So much? Xiao Yue really is…" Zhang Hualian looked at the items, knowing from Lian Qingyang's familiar manner that Tang Yue often received them.
Lian Qingyang, even though not the sharpest, realized Zhang Hualian was not pleased. He quickly explained: "Aunt Tang, the clothes I usually wear are made by Sister Xiao Yue, and she won't accept my money, so I can only give her so food in return."
This was indeed not a single lie from Lian Qingyang.
Lian Qingyang's clothes are almost entirely made by Tang Yue, and as Lian Qingyang only wears clothes made by Tang Yue, she naturally wouldn't take his money, so Lian Qingyang could only keep sending things to Tang Yue.
For example, the snacks Tang Yue loves, the chocolate Bai Qing loves, and the drawing paper and brushes Tang Yue likes.
"That's way too much food you've brought." Zhang Hualian looked at the two large bags of snacks, all of which were unfamiliar to her. Just by looking at the packaging, she knew they weren't cheap.
"It's not much, Aunt Tang, you have no idea how expensive the clothes Sister Xiao Yue makes are." Lian Qingyang grinned as soon as he entered the house, imdiately slling the delicious scent of the dishes Tang Zhengde was cooking, which made him constantly swallow.
Zhang Hualian chuckled, thinking Lian Qingyang and Tang Jun were just the sa; their first priority upon returning ho was to see what Tang Zhengde was cooking, not willing to leave the kitchen without having a satisfying al.
Although Lian Qingyang didn't literally go into the kitchen, his heart had clearly raced there.
"Mom, I'm back." Tang Yue had declined Mo Xiaolin's dinner invitation, as ng Jin was coming back today, and she shouldn't disturb the couple, lest she ends up being fed with their displays of affection.
Mo Siyu had been busy at the company every day, just so he could spend a few days with her after getting their marriage certificate.
Before changing his surna, Mo Siyu and ng Jin had a profound conversation. ng Jin gave Mo Siyu a card, and just as Mo Siyu was about to refuse, ng Jin said, "Si Yu, I know you don't like your grandfather, but this money isn't only earned by him alone. In the future, the ng Family's business still needs to be handed over to you."
"I also know that you want to establish yourself, Dad has no other intentions but to offer you so financial support."
Although ng Jin had always been in research developnt, it didn't an he couldn't manage a business or talk effectively; in fact, he was very clear-headed.
ng Jin said, "If you feel uneasy, think of it as a loan. It would benefit your business if you could secure contracts in the coastal cities sooner through the shipping company."
"I know you have plans, and I support you. Don't worry, I can still manage ng Family well these years. When you are successful, co back and take over ng Family; no one will underestimate you then. You are Dad's pride and I believe in you."
ng Jin's sincere words truly hoped Mo Siyu wouldn't refuse the money out of reluctance to accept help from the ng Family, as Mo Siyu indeed needed so startup funds.
"Borrowing money is still borrowing after all. Later, you just pay back; treat it as if it's a bank loan. How about that?" ng Jin's proposal was tempting.
Ultimately, Mo Siyu still refused—it wasn't that he was being self-righteous, but rather he truly wanted to depend solely on his abilities, and besides, things weren't desperate yet.
Mo Siyu had been consistently negotiating with the shipping company. Steadily and surely, he had opened a second Pinganda in Jing City. Mo Siyu aid to consolidate his business in Jing City with the shipping company before expanding to the coastal markets, and using Pinganda as collateral for loans was also a viable option to raise funds.
Mo Siyu shared this plan with Tang Yue, and she very much agreed. Although her father-in-law, ng Jin, only had Si Yu as his son, there was another adopted son who had been raised by his side since childhood. If, soday, ng Yanzhi would explicitly co forward, this financial leverage would make Mo Siyu less able to hold his head up so high.
Her own wedding gifts were one thing, and Mo Siyu borrowing money another.
"Xiao Yue, you are really kind." Mo Siyu was worried Tang Yue might think he was putting on airs of arrogance; he hadn't expected her to be so supportive. Google seaʀᴄh novęlfire
"Alright, go to work. If you need any help, just ask ." Tang Yue remained confident in Mo Siyu's Pinganda.
Her own apparel factory was doing so well; she firmly believed that Mo Siyu's Pinganda would also rapidly progress.
During the weekends, when Mo Siyu was not around, she didn't go to Jianan Prefecture either. Watching others flaunt their couple's romance, she'd rather go ho.
Well, going ho ant seeing her own parents flaunt their romance too, but she was used to her parents' affection; it was different from seeing affection from her in-laws.
"Xiao Yue, how did it go, did you get everything?" Zhang Hualian saw Tang Yue and asked with a happy face, "Is it very hot outside? Co, I've made so sour plum juice."
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