It would be strange if Liu Yuying could refuse.

She went to the kitchen and told her husband to add two more dishes.

Qiao Hanxue was puzzled.

"Didn't we discuss the menu yesterday? Did Yueya order these dishes? No problem then. What does our daughter want to eat? Do we have any ingredients at home? Tell those two boys to go and buy them right away!"

“It wasn’t my daughter who ordered the food,” Liu Yuying glanced at the living room outside, “it was me who planned to call Lu Zhengjun over.”

"Why did you call him over?!"

Qiao Hanxue was immediately displeased.

He was a cultured man, an academic, and usually very composed, but he turned sour when Lu Zhengjun was mentioned.

"What right does a liar have to eat my food? He even wants to sit at the same table with us? I don't think he deserves to be here!"

Liu Yuying understood her husband's character; he deeply abhorred deception, which was why he spoke so harshly.

"Actually, Lu Zhengjun isn't as bad as we think. He's also lying. It's all a misunderstanding. The truth is... he hasn't even touched our daughter Yueya yet!"

Qiao Hanxue: "...?"

For a moment, he couldn't quickly overturn his own opinion.

But he had to admit that Lu Zhengjun really couldn't find anything to criticize in this matter.

Lu Zhengjun has done everything he could, and considered everything he could for Su Yueya.

"Hmph, it's barely passable..." Qiao Hanxue retorted stubbornly, looking quite indignant.

"However, this doesn't mean I approve of him; he's still under evaluation!"

"My daughter, Qiao Hanxue's daughter, isn't so easy to marry!"

Liu Yuying: "..."

She was utterly impressed.

It's not easy to marry someone like that. Others have already gotten their marriage certificates. Lu Zhengjun is a soldier. How can a military marriage be taken lightly?

Besides, judging from the way her daughter looked so expectant just now, Liu Yuying felt that her daughter definitely had some feelings for Lu Zhengjun!

Why can't it be maintained like this?