Meeting Liu Ya's expectant gaze, Ning Zhiyuan chose to tell the truth: "Mom, Comrade Wang and I aren't a good match. Let's just forget about it."

"Why is she unsuitable? She's a beautiful and lovely girl, and you don't even like her? What kind of girl are you looking for?" Liu Ya said with some dissatisfaction.

She didn't realize that she subconsciously felt that it was her son who didn't like the girl, rather than the girl not liking Ning Zhiyuan.

"If it's not suitable, it's not suitable. Comrade Wang doesn't like me," Ning Zhiyuan said, offering a flimsy excuse. Indeed, Wang Qiaoqiao didn't like him.

Hearing this, Liu Ya was a little disappointed: "Why don't they like you? Didn't Mom tell you to do well?"

She couldn't understand it. Her son was good-looking and capable at managing the household, and she didn't consider herself a difficult mother-in-law to be disliked.

Ning Zhiyuan noticed that Liu Ya was unhappy, and casually put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Mom, these things are all about fate. Maybe Comrade Wang doesn't like my type."

"If you don't like someone like me, then what kind do you like? Didn't you even ask?" Liu Ya asked her son curiously. What could she possibly know from their first meeting? They should spend more time together before drawing any conclusions.

Ning Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly: "I don't know, Mom, please stop worrying about this. We're not a good match."

Liu Ya deflated like a punctured balloon, immediately becoming listless.

She had been looking forward to nothing for nothing. She thought she would soon have a daughter-in-law and be close to having a grandson, but it turned out to be all just a pipe dream.

Seeing her like this, Ning Zhiyuan didn't know how to comfort her, so he silently sat on the sofa and kept her company.

The mother and son remained silent for a short while before the door opened, and Ning Jingqiu returned, humming a tune and carrying large and small bags.

Upon seeing the two sitting on the sofa, she said in surprise, "Oh, Mom and brother, you're back too."

When she opened the door, the house was quiet, and she thought no one was home at the moment.

Ning Jingqiu put her things on the table and approached Ning Zhiyuan with a grin: "Brother, how was the blind date today? Isn't your future sister-in-law especially beautiful?"

"What future sister-in-law? Where did this future sister-in-law come from? I can't even see a ghost of her," Liu Ya said coldly.

When Ning Jingqiu saw that her mother was angry, she immediately kept her eyes down and secretly nudged her brother's arm, asking softly, "Brother, what's wrong with Mom? Did your blind date not go well today?"

"Well, the blind date didn't work out," Ning Zhiyuan replied casually.

Ning Jingqiu stuck out her tongue. No wonder her mother looked unhappy; it turned out the blind date had failed and her soon-to-be daughter-in-law had flown away.

Ning Jing moved next to Liu Ya and hugged her arm to comfort her: "Mom, it's just that the blind date didn't work out. You can always try again."

"What do you know, you little kid? Your brother is 24 and still doesn't have a girlfriend. When I was your age, your brother was already old enough to run errands," Liu Ya said to her daughter, but her eyes were secretly glancing at her son. Ning Zhiyuan pretended not to notice her little action and stared blankly at the cup on the table.

Ning Jingqiu grabbed Liu Ya's arm and shook it: "Oh dear, what era are you living in? Now we believe in free love. If my brother doesn't like you, he can't force him, right?"

Ning Zhiyuan felt slightly comforted upon hearing his sister's words. She was indeed his own sister, and she knew to speak up for her brother in this crucial moment.

After venting her frustrations to her daughter, Liu Ya changed the subject: "Let's not talk about these upsetting things anymore. What are all those bags you just brought back?"

Ning Jingqiu also wanted to share her happiness with her mother, so she ran over and picked up the bag on the table, saying, "Mom, look, these are the little leather shoes I just bought at the department store. Aren't they beautiful?"

Liu Ya picked up the shoes and examined them carefully: "Not bad. Remember to put them away later so your dad doesn't see them, or he'll accuse you of wasting money."

“Okay, hehe, Mom is the best,” Ning Jingqiu happily rubbed against Liu Ya.

......

After Ning Zhiyuan took Wang Qiaoqiao home, she was surrounded by her parents and aunt.

Wang Xiaomei smiled at her niece and said, "Qiaoqiao, was it Zhiyuan who brought you back just now? Auntie thinks he's a really nice kid. You should get along well with him, okay?"

“Your aunt is right. The Ning family’s son is steady and reliable, and his parents are also very supportive. If you can marry him, then your parents won’t have to worry so much,” Wang’s mother said earnestly.

Although Mr. Wang didn't say anything, he agreed with his wife and sister's statements.

Wang Qiaoqiao bit her lower lip and remained silent, listening to the three men praising Ning Zhiyuan incessantly in her ear.

Of course she knew Ning Zhiyuan was a good person, but who could blame them for meeting so late? She already had Gao Wenlin in her heart, so no matter how outstanding Ning Zhiyuan was, it had nothing to do with her.

Looking at her daughter who was lost in thought, Wang's mother patted her on the back: "Qiaoqiao, are you listening to your mother?"

"There's no possibility between Ning Zhiyuan and me, so don't even think about it anymore," Wang Qiaoqiao said firmly. These words were like a drop of water falling into a hot oil pan, causing her parents and aunt to erupt in anger.

Wang's mother glared at her daughter angrily: "Are you still thinking about that guy surnamed Gao? I've told you so many times that he's not right for you. Why can't you understand my good intentions?"

"Qiaoqiao, your aunt really has to say something to you this time. Do you know how hard it was for your aunt to find you such a good partner? You've really hurt your aunt's feelings," Wang Xiaomei said, shaking her head in disappointment.

She really didn't know what to say. This niece had been raised too naively by her brother and sister-in-law. She wouldn't know how high the sky was or how thick the earth was until she suffered a little.

Faced with her family's accusations, Wang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but tear up: "Mom and Dad, please stop pressuring me, okay? I just love Gao Wenlin, and I'm willing to suffer with him."

"Slap!" A slap landed on Wang Qiaoqiao's fair face, and she looked at her father in disbelief.

A hint of regret flashed in Wang's father's eyes, but it was ultimately overshadowed by anger: "Then so be it. From now on, your mother and I will no longer concern ourselves with your affairs. We just hope you understand one thing: no matter whether you end up eating chaff and wild vegetables with the Gao family or being bullied by them, don't come back to your mother and me crying. This is your own choice."

These words stunned Wang Qiaoqiao, who even forgot the pain in her face: "Dad, you don't want me anymore?"

“It’s not that serious. We can just treat each other as ordinary relatives from now on. You can go ahead and cry and beg to go to the Gao family and suffer. Your mother and I don’t expect you to take care of us in our old age.”