Wang Qiaoqiao didn't know why, but she didn't feel particularly happy when she heard that her father no longer objected to her being with Gao Wenlin.

She stared blankly at her father's indifferent face, unsure of what to say.

Even though her parents didn't support her being with Gao Wenlin before, they only tried to persuade her patiently; they had never gotten this angry before.

To put it bluntly, the reason she was willing to do anything to be with Gao Wenlin was because she felt that her parents would be there to protect her.

But her father's words just now made her waver in this idea. Is it really worth it to fall out with her parents because of Gao Wenlin?

When Wang's mother heard what her husband said, she opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end she gave up. Qiaoqiao really should be disciplined more strictly.

Seeing that things had escalated to this point, Wang Xiaomei didn't want to stay any longer: "Brother, sister-in-law, I'll head back now. The kids at home are waiting for me to cook."

"Okay, Xiaomei, you can go back now. Come over with the kids for dinner sometime," Mr. Wang said with a forced smile.

Wang's mother saw her to the door, took her hand and said apologetically, "Xiaomei, you've really had a hard day. I apologize on Qiaoqiao's behalf. Qiaoqiao is a child who doesn't know any better, so please don't take it to heart."

“Sister-in-law, I’ve watched Qiaoqiao grow up since she was little, how could I not love her? It’s just that you’ve really spoiled her,” Wang Xiaomei said, shaking her head.

A bitter smile appeared on Wang's mother's face: "What can we do? Your brother and I only have this one child. If we don't treat her well, who else can we treat well?"

Seeing her like this, Wang Xiaomei could only whisper and advise, "Sister-in-law, I think my brother did the right thing just now. Since Qiaoqiao insists on being with that guy surnamed Gao, you shouldn't always go against her. Let her suffer a bit and she'll know who really cares about her."

"But...I," Wang's mother paused, wanting to say that she couldn't bear to part with her daughter, but what good was it if her daughter wouldn't listen to her?

"Sister-in-law, you don't need to see me off. I'm going back now," Wang Xiaomei waved and quickly left.

When Wang's mother returned to the house, she saw the man with a sullen face, while her daughter quietly wiped away tears. The atmosphere in the house was eerily quiet.

"Qiaoqiao, go back to your room and rest for a while. Mom will call you when it's time to eat."

Wang Qiaoqiao glanced at her father, pursed her lips and nodded. Just as she was about to go back to her room, her father called out to her: "Go to the kitchen and help your mother cook. Do you think you can expect to live a life of being waited on hand and foot after marrying into the Gao family? You can ask Gao Wenlin's mother what kind of life she is living now. You might have an even harder time than his mother in the future. It's good to get used to it in advance."

Hearing this, Wang Qiaoqiao's heart skipped a beat: "Dad...I..."

She kept saying she didn't care about hardship, but she had never really thought about what her father was talking about. She had hardly ever been in the kitchen in her life, so the idea of ​​her cooking and washing clothes for a whole family was completely unimaginable.

Mr. Wang's face hardened, and he scolded, "Don't make me say it a second time. Anyway, you don't care about the good life at home. If you want to suffer, then go and suffer to your heart's content."

"Okay, I'll go right away," Wang Qiaoqiao replied, looking aggrieved.

Wang's mother felt a pang of sadness. The thought of her daughter, whom she had doted on for so many years, enduring hardship after marrying into another family made her heart ache.

She suppressed her reluctance and took her daughter to the kitchen, where she personally guided her through cooking a meal.

Because it was Wang Qiaoqiao's first time cooking, she chopped the vegetables haphazardly and got splattered with oil while stir-frying, making her scream in pain.

This went on for three days. Wang Qiaoqiao was woken up very early in the morning to make breakfast, and she had to go home to cook dinner after work.

Although she hadn't completely given up on Gao Wenlin, she couldn't muster any more enthusiasm for him either.

Gao Wenlin also noticed that Wang Qiaoqiao had been a bit cold towards him these past two days: "Qiaoqiao, what's wrong with you these past two days? Are you unhappy about something? I'm worried about you."

Wang Qiaoqiao looked at Gao Wenlin, who was looking at her with concern, and pursed her lips, saying, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired because I haven't slept well these past two days."

"Then I'll bring you some red dates tomorrow so you can soak them in water to drink," Gao Wenlin said considerately.

Wang Qiaoqiao shook her head: "No need, I have all of these at home."

“It’s your family’s property. I just wanted to show you some concern. Qiaoqiao, can’t you even give me this chance?” Gao Wenlin said, reaching out to grab Wang Qiaoqiao’s hand.

Wang Qiaoqiao instinctively avoided the movement, a reaction that made Gao Wenlin frown.

Wang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Wenlin, you should save the red dates at your house for your aunt. She takes care of a large family and goes to work every day, so she must be quite tired."

"It's alright, my mom's used to doing those things," Gao Wenlin said nonchalantly. What woman doesn't live like that? What's so tiring about it?

"Do you and your uncle usually help Auntie with housework? Does Auntie do all the cooking, laundry, childcare, and cleaning by herself?" Wang Qiaoqiao asked, feigning curiosity.

Gao Wenlin didn't see through Wang Qiaoqiao's intentions and said with a smile, "How could my dad and I, both grown men, do such things? We just need to work hard and earn money to support our family."

Wang Qiaoqiao was surprised by Gao Wenlin's self-righteous words. Even though her father occasionally helped her mother with housework at home, she had never heard that these things had to be done by women.

She suddenly remembered what her father had said: if she married into the Gao family in the future, all the things that Gao Wenlin's mother had done would definitely fall on her shoulders, and she shuddered.

Wang Qiaoqiao tentatively asked, "Wenlin, if we get married in the future, can we move out and live separately?"

"Qiaoqiao, do your parents agree to us being together?" Gao Wenlin asked with some surprise. When he heard Wang Qiaoqiao mention marriage, he subconsciously assumed that Wang's parents did not object to him and Wang Qiaoqiao being together.

Wang Qiaoqiao shook her head: "No, my parents are still very angry, and now they are less willing to ignore me."

Gao Wenlin, somewhat disappointed, grabbed Wang Qiaoqiao's hand: "Okay, Qiaoqiao, don't worry. I'll work hard with you, and one day your aunt and uncle will agree to let you marry me."

"You still haven't answered me. If we get married in the future, can we move out and live separately?" Wang Qiaoqiao asked again.

"Qiaoqiao, my parents raised me with great difficulty, so I must take good care of them. Besides, I am the eldest son in the family, so how can I live separately from my parents? You should be able to understand me, right?" Gao Wenlin said to Wang Qiaoqiao with a gentle expression.