"Well... I'm just... telling the truth based on the principle of honesty and integrity!"

"Mo Jingchen, if you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"

An Yiruo got angry, turned around, and crossed her arms over her chest.

"An'an, are you angry?" Mo Jingchen asked, leaning closer.

"Hmph, don't talk to me."

Are you really angry?

Mo Jingchen leaned closer, his breath tickling An Yiruo's neck, but she couldn't laugh at that moment.

"Stay away from me!"

"Honey, I was just worried about you getting tired. There are already enough people in the kitchen. If you go, you'll just be standing there smelling the cooking fumes."

Besides, cooking fumes are bad for your health, so you might as well sit here and keep me company.

"That's true, but you were clearly questioning my abilities just now!" An Yiruo said with a stern face.

"Hmm... let me think... An'an's cooking skills are not as good as... her skills in bed!"

Mo Jingchen whispered his last few words into An Yiruo's ear.

Outsiders could only see that An Yiruo's cheeks were slightly flushed, but they couldn't hear what the two of them were saying.

"Have you no shame? In broad daylight, still at the old house! Saying such things!" An Yiruo reached out and punched Mo Jingchen's chest with her small hand.

"As long as my wife isn't angry anymore, that's fine. Actually, there was a chef in the kitchen today, and Mom and Grandma definitely weren't in the kitchen right now either."

They just wanted to give us some space to be alone.

After speaking, Mo Jingchen pointed to the courtyard not far away.

An Yiruo looked in the direction he was pointing and sure enough saw Gu Wanting, Old Madam Mo, her aunt and Mo Jingfei enjoying the scenery by the lake!

"Why didn't you say so sooner? You made me worry. This is my first time spending the New Year at your Mo family's old residence. I have to make a good impression on your family."

"What do you mean by 'your Mo family'?" Mo Jingchen asked, toying with An Yiruo's hair, his tone carrying a hint of danger.

"Hmm...our Mo family?"

"That's right, good boy."

"Young Master, the Young Madam's mother has arrived," the butler said respectfully as he approached.

"Huh?" An Yiruo turned to look at Mo Jingchen in surprise.

"Let's go pick up Mother."

"When did you arrange this? Why didn't you tell me?"

An Yiruo and Mo Jingchen walked out the door hand in hand, their eyes filled with undisguised joy.

"I wanted to surprise you, so I didn't tell you. Mrs. Mo, are you satisfied with my arrangements?"

"Satisfied. Thank you, honey."

"Let me reward you," Mo Jingchen said, turning to the side and tapping his cheek.

"Mom and the others are watching. Stop making a scene."

"No, I just want my wife's reward kiss."

Seeing Mo Jingchen's relentless pursuit of his goal, and knowing that her mother would be arriving soon, An Yiruo glanced around and, finding no one looking at them, quickly pecked Mo Jingchen on the cheek.

"I'll ask my wife for a reward tonight," Mo Jingchen said with a smile in An Yiruo's ear.

"Never serious."

"An'an," An'an's mother walked over and waved to them.

"Mom, you must be tired from the journey," An Yiruo said, walking over and taking her mother's arm.

"I'm not tired. Jingchen arranged for someone to pick me up. I didn't get tired from the car ride here."

"Mom, I'll take you over to say hello to my mother-in-law and the others."

"That's how it should be."

"Father-in-law, how have you been lately? How's your recovery going?" Gu Wanting asked the three people who were walking over.

"I've almost fully recovered. Thank you for your concern, in-laws."

"Don't stand outside, it's chilly out there. Let's go inside, in-laws," Gu Wanting said, urging everyone to come in and sit down.

Back in the room, everyone played for a while before the New Year's Eve dinner officially began.

That year, the Mo family gained a precious daughter-in-law, An Yiruo, and the Mo family returned from abroad, so this year's New Year's Eve dinner was exceptionally lavish.

"Wait a minute, let's take a picture first!" Mo Jingfei suddenly said.

I took out my phone, stood up, and took pictures of the dining table from various angles until I chose the one I was most satisfied with.

"You child, just eat, why are you taking pictures! There are elders at the table!"

Mo Zhiting watched as Mo Jingfei took photos, sometimes standing and sometimes sitting, making Old Madam Mo and everyone else wait for her to take pictures, and felt that it was somewhat rude.

"What do you know? Of course we need to take pictures to commemorate the New Year's Eve dinner! We also need to post them on WeChat Moments. Isn't today the day when everyone compares their New Year's Eve dinners!"

Mo Jingfei was editing a photo on her phone, replying to Mo Zhiting's words without even looking up.

"Don't use your phone while eating. Put it away." Mo Zhiting looked at his daughter, his anger reaching his throat.

"Zhiting, even an old lady like me knows that you should post a picture of your meal on WeChat Moments first. Why are you still so old-fashioned? Feifei, ignore him and find a nice picture to send to Grandma too."

"Don't worry, Grandma, I guarantee our New Year's Eve dinner will be all over social media!" Mo Jingfei confidently assured her.

"Okay, Grandma is waiting for your photos. Let's eat."

"Happy New Year!" everyone said, raising their glasses and laughing.

At the dinner table, Mo Jingchen peeled shrimp for An Yiruo and served her food...

Sitting opposite them, Mrs. An was naturally happy to see how well the two got along.

This year's New Year's Eve dinner was the best she had since leaving her family home.

In the past, she and An Yiruo relied on each other for survival. Due to financial constraints, they would only symbolically prepare two dishes for their New Year's Eve dinner each year, with very little meat in them.

They would always politely offer each other the best piece of pork rib, each wanting to give the other the best.

Fortunately, her daughter An'an is obedient and sensible, and never cries or makes a fuss with her.

Over the years... the person she has wronged the most is this daughter; she owes her so much.

Now that she can see that she is living a happy life, she is content.

At that moment, the butler set off firecrackers in the manor, and the crackling sound made the festive atmosphere even stronger.

After dinner, everyone sat on the sofa watching TV when Mo Jingfei suggested, "Let's take some pictures."

"Okay, make me look younger in the photos," Grandma Mo was the first to agree.

"Don't worry, Grandma. The beauty filters are really powerful now, they'll make you look ten years younger," Mo Jingfei said with a chuckle.

"Come on, come on, get into position. 3.2.1. Eggplant."

Mo Jingfei set up her phone, quickly ran back to the sofa, and shouted a slogan: "Yay!"

Everyone in the photo is smiling, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

The hands of the clock on the wall ticked away until exactly eight o'clock. Mo Jingfei spoke again: "Hurry, hurry, it's time. The Spring Festival Gala is about to begin."