"Si Yu, I want to see Xiao Yang." Tang Yue raised her head, her eyes red, the bright eyes seed to be soaked in tears, and the clear eyes seed even brighter. Her long eyelashes were stained with moisture, and her red eyes looked like a pitiful little rabbit.
"On my way back, I already called him." ng Siyu had already called Lian Qingyang, asking Lian Qingyang to co ho for dinner.
Lian Qingyang always liked eating the als prepared by Tang Zhengde and liked being close to Tang Yue. Naturally, Lian Qingyang agreed eagerly to such an opportunity.
If the test results showed they were mother and son, he thought: no matter if it were Zhang Hualian or Tang Yue, they would definitely want to see Lian Qingyang the most.
"Si Yu, you are so great." Warmth surged through Tang Yue’s heart; ng Siyu always managed to prepare everything in advance.
ng Siyu whispered in her ear, "How will you repay ?"
His lips almost touched her earlobe, and the warmth of his breath brushed past it as he spoke. That warmth, like an electric current, spread throughout her body. Tang Yue trembled, looked up, and fell into those deep, srizing eyes, as if they contained a fla, ready to engulf her completely.
"Shall we try it with our hands tonight?" ng Siyu blinked and whispered in her ear in a voice so low only Tang Yue could hear.
Instantly, Tang Yue’s fair complexion turned a rosy red, as if she was adorned with clouds of red.
"ng Siyu, don’t you have any sha?"
Tang Yue quietly pinched him at the soft spot on his waist.
Without a change in his expression, ng Siyu said, "In front of my wife, what’s the use of sha?"
Tang Yue: "..."
While the young couple whispered to each other, on the other side, Zhang Hualian’s emotions gradually stabilized. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying as she sobbed, saying, "It’s all my fault. If it weren’t for , our mother and son wouldn’t have missed so many years, nor t without recognizing each other."
Thinking of knowing Lian Qingyang for years yet never realizing he was her biological son made Zhang Hualian feel uneasy.
"Where’s Xiao Yang? I want to see him, I want to tell him the truth." Zhang Hualian ca back to her senses and wanted to et Lian Qingyang.
Even though Lian Qingyang had visited countless tis in the past, this ti was the most emotional for Zhang Hualian, because this ti, she knew they were mother and son.
"Hualian, calm down. Si Yu already called him, and he’ll be coming to dinner tonight." Tang Zhengde reassured her, having to admire ng Siyu’s foresight.
Not only did he call Lian Qingyang to invite him for dinner, but it was also to calm Zhang Hualian’s mind and to cook a feast for Lian Qingyang.
During the day, Lian Qingyang had things to do, not only at school but also at the company and the factory.
Moreover, explaining the matter of heritage was not sothing that could be completed in a few words.
"Let’s calm down, then cook dishes Xiao Yang likes in the evening to make him happy, okay?" Tang Zhengde’s words struck a chord with Zhang Hualian’s heart. Originally, Zhang Hualian couldn’t wait to et Lian Qingyang imdiately, but thinking about it, she realized her current condition wasn’t great. Moreover, since he liked the dishes cooked by Zhengde and herself, she planned to personally prepare so of her specialty dishes to welco Lian Qingyang in the evening. Lian Qingyang would definitely be delighted.
"I rember Xiao Yang likes beef brisket, beef, beef tendon, chopped chili fish, and stead bass."
Zhang Hualian imdiately ntioned several dishes that Lian Qingyang liked.
"Let’s go buy so groceries."
Excitedly, Zhang Hualian took Tang Zhengde out to shop. At the door, she rembered Tang Yue and turned back to say, "Xiao Yue, I’ll go buy groceries. You and Si Yu rest at ho."
With those words, Zhang Hualian and Tang Zhengde’s figures gradually disappeared from the doorway.
Tang Yue: "Am I now out of favor?"
"Your husband spoils you."
Openly, ng Siyu kissed Tang Yue’s cheek. Her cheeks were soft and her skin was flawless without any skincare products, carrying her scent. ng Siyu couldn’t help but kiss her again, saying, "Wife, if you don’t help , I’m going to explode."
"ng Siyu!"
Tang Yue placed her hand over his mouth, quickly glancing outside. Only when she saw that Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian had left and closed the door did she relax. Before she could speak, she felt her palm getting wet. ng Siyu’s deep eyes were gazing at her intensely, seemingly trying to strip her bare with his gaze.
"Liar, didn’t you survive over twenty years without getting married? Why didn’t you ’explode’ then?" Tang Yue’s almond eyes widened, and she puffed her cheeks, withdrawing her hand, looking disdainfully at the palm he had licked, wiping it on him.
Was this guy a dog?
Not only did he kiss, but he also licked!
"I spent enough ti as a monk before marriage; after marriage, should I still be one?" ng Siyu purposely teased her, liking to see her embarrassed and angry look.
...
Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian bought two large bags of groceries, most of which were Lian Qingyang’s favorites, as well as so of Tang Yue’s favorites.
In the kitchen, Zhang Hualian smiled like a flower and humd a tune while washing vegetables.
Tang Zhengde chopped the beef bones and started the ticulous work of cleaning them. Seeing Zhang Hualian happy made Tang Zhengde happy too.
In the courtyard, Tang Yue was being supported by ng Siyu, walking laps. When ng Siyu visited the hospital, he truly asked the doctor, and the doctor said: as long as the exercise is appropriate and not tiring, walking more is beneficial for future births.
The doctor’s words made ng Siyu all the more enthusiastic about supporting Tang Yue on her walks.
"Sister Xiao Yue." When Lian Qingyang arrived ho, he saw ng Siyu supporting Tang Yue on a walk.
"Xiao Yang."
Tang Yue turned around joyfully. Though he looked the sa, knowing they were now maternal twins, she couldn’t help but feel an intense emotion, her eyes moistened, an urge to weep washing over her.
Now she finally understood why she felt so close to Lian Qingyang—this was the undeniable bond of blood.
"Sister Xiao Yue, brother-in-law called to have dinner. I thought it was going to rain cats and dogs today; it’s not a special day, is it?" Lian Qingyang joked. Usually, when he was close to Tang Yue, ng Siyu would be displeased. Who would have thought he’d personally call him to dinner?
"What, shouldn’t I have invited you for dinner?" ng Siyu raised an eyebrow.
"No, no, that’s absolutely not what I ant." Lian Qingyang shook his head quickly, wishing he could co every day.
From the kitchen, Zhang Hualian listened to the commotion and ran out with large strides. Seeing Lian Qingyang standing in the courtyard, the sunset seed to gild him in golden light. Before, she hadn’t felt it—now, the more she looked, the more familiar it beca.
"Xiao Yang, it’s mom’s fault. It’s mom who lost you." Zhang Hualian had intended to wait until after dinner to speak, but seeing Lian Qingyang, she couldn’t hold back.
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