Su Xiangyang and Deng Jiaqi embarked on their journey to the port city. Along the way, Su Xiangyang's brows were constantly furrowed, as if water could be wrung out from them. His worried expression was like a dark cloud hanging over his head.

After all, he was going to meet his future in-laws, which made him quite nervous.

His hands were empty, and his heart felt empty as well. All the way, the little drum in his heart never stopped beating, pounding the drum of retreat.

As soon as they got out of the car, Su Xiangyang grabbed Deng Jiaqi's arm impatiently, his face full of anxiety and unease, his voice trembling slightly:

"Jiaqi, can we not go? Look at me, I don't have a penny on me and I didn't buy anything."

You know perfectly well that all my money is with my mother. I can't even afford a decent gift. How am I supposed to face your parents like this?

Seeing Su Xiangyang's extremely nervous expression, Deng Jiaqi couldn't help but smile, gently patted his hand, and softly comforted him:

"It's okay, my parents have everything they need, we don't need to bring anything, it's just a meal at home, don't be nervous, relax."

But Su Xiangyang couldn't believe Deng Jiaqi's nonsense. He knew in his heart that things were not as simple as she made them out to be!

When they stepped into the Deng family's large villa, Su Xiangyang was instantly stunned, his jaw almost dropping to the ground, and he couldn't utter a single word.

The luxurious scene before him repeatedly challenged his understanding.

He never imagined that such a luxurious villa actually existed in the world. The villa was staffed with servants in droves, and it took a full twenty minutes to drive from the gate to the main house!

As soon as I got off the bus, I was greeted by a dense crowd of people.

Su Xiangyang's eyes widened, and he was secretly amazed. How many people must there be!

Upon closer inspection, wow, it was almost four generations gathered together, and there wasn't a single girl among them, only men!

"Don't be nervous, these are all my relatives, my uncles and great-uncle are all here, they're all family, don't be afraid, they're all very easy to talk to." Deng Jiaqi quickly explained to Su Xiangyang when she saw him looking so nervous that he could hardly breathe.

But when Su Xiangyang looked at this group of people, he felt that they were all not to be trifled with, and a trace of fear unconsciously showed in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that Deng Jiaqi was a girl who had only appeared once in four generations of the Deng family, and she was a precious treasure that the whole family cherished.

At that moment, he felt like a monkey being watched, with everyone's eyes fixed on him like spotlights.

Mr. and Mrs. Deng greeted them warmly with smiles as they entered the house.

As soon as Su Xiangyang entered the room, he sat down properly like a primary school student who had made a mistake. But then, he began to be subjected to round after round of "interrogation".

He was asked everything from the color of his underwear to how many times he cuts his hair a year, whether he showers every day, and even private questions like how many bowls of rice he eats in one meal.

After being questioned, Su Xiangyang felt that he had no privacy at all, as if he had been stripped naked and stood in front of everyone.

Suddenly, someone asked out of the blue, "How did you and Jiaqi meet?"

Just as Su Xiangyang was about to say that they met in the shady factory, Deng Jiaqi spoke first, her face slightly flushed, and she said softly:

"He saved me on Mid-Autumn Festival last year and even fought off a group of thugs. He was really amazing. He also gave me a red bean paste mooncake."

As Deng Jiaqi spoke, she unconsciously ran her hand through her hair, her eyes filled with memories.

Su Xiangyang was stunned when he heard this.

He tried hard to recall what happened during last year's Mid-Autumn Festival. Yes, he did get into a fight with a group of thugs that day, but the reason was that the thugs knocked his mooncakes away and stepped on them, which led to the conflict.

In the heat of the moment, someone handed him a stick, and he instinctively took a mooncake as a token of his gratitude.

Unexpectedly, by a twist of fate, that person turned out to be Deng Jiaqi!

No wonder she later went to the factory and even followed him home.

Her family was so well-off, yet she lived a hard life with me. How did she manage to persevere?

Su Xiangyang looked at Deng Jiaqi's still somewhat round face. Since Meng Shuyun adjusted her diet, she had lost a lot of weight.

After dinner, the two were "sent" to the back garden. Although they didn't have much to talk about, Deng Jiaqi was clearly in a great mood when she got home, with a smile on her face the whole time.

Su Xiangyang would look up at the sky every now and then, and several times he wanted to say that he wanted to go back to the Guangzhou Hotel, but he swallowed the words back down.

As evening fell and the two prepared to rest, they found the door locked and unable to get out. Su Xiangyang anxiously twisted the doorknob, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, muttering to himself:

"If my mother knew I wasn't going back, she would be worried sick."

Standing behind him, Deng Jiaqi explained calmly, "I've already called the hotel. The door is locked, so we'll just have to make do for tonight. I'll talk to my parents tomorrow, and then we can go back."

Left with no other choice, Su Xiangyang had to give up the idea of ​​leaving.

He looked around the room, pointed to the sofa, and said, "Alright, I'll just make do on this sofa tonight and go back tomorrow."

However, let me make this clear beforehand: I didn't bring any spare clothes, so I'm not responsible if I get the sofa dirty.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, followed by the butler's respectful voice and the click of the door opening: "Young master, young lady, I've come to bring you two clothes."

Just as Su Xiangyang was about to suggest finding another room, the butler didn't give him the chance and continued:

"Young master, we servants can all see that Miss truly loves you. We hope you won't let her down. Otherwise... if you anger the Deng family, you won't want to know the consequences."

Although the butler's tone was respectful, his words carried a warning undertone.

Upon hearing this, Su Xiangyang's pupils contracted sharply, his face turning pale and then red. He nodded hastily and took the clothes.

He knew perfectly well that Deng Jiaqi was good in every way; her family was wealthy, and her elders were prominent figures in various fields.

Looking at Deng Jiaqi, now that she has lost weight, her smile is even more adorable and charming.

Su Xiangyang took a deep breath, looked at Deng Jiaqi with a serious expression, and said, "Jiaqi, I want to talk to you."

Upon hearing this, Deng Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat. Her hands clenched together involuntarily, and her eyes were filled with trepidation as she nervously asked, "What...what did you say?" She secretly wondered if he was going to bring up divorce.

"What happened on Mid-Autumn Festival was just a coincidence, don't take it too seriously. Your Deng family is so powerful, if I offend you, I'll be in big trouble."

So, I'll try to like you. Can you give me some time?

Right now, all I'm thinking about is making money; I have no other plans.