The main reason is that Uncle Jiang and his group are all very reliable and worthy of Mom. We can't let Wang Baoshan cause trouble here.

"Let's go out first. Uncle Jiang and Mom will definitely have something to say," Wang Yuexue said softly, pulling on Wang Baoshan's arm.

“I’m not going out. What would I do if I went out? I have to stay with my mom.” Wang Baoshan’s stubbornness kicked in, and he felt excluded.

"Jiang Huan, come sit down. Are you adjusting well to the new unit?" Tao Ying didn't even glance at Wang Baoshan.

A young man in his twenties, not a two-year-old child, doesn't need to be coaxed.

Jiang Huan's eyes lit up instantly when he saw that Tao Ying had taken a picture of the bedside.

Seeing Jiang Huan's wolfish gaze, Wang Baoshan quickly sat down in the spot where Tao Ying had taken the picture.

Tao Ying: "..." How could he be so childish?

Wang Yuexue: "..." How could he be so clueless?

Jiang Huan was furious.

Jiang Huan slowly sat down on the stool where Wang Baoshan had been sitting, looking at Tao Ying with gentle eyes, "Are you feeling better? You've even lost weight."

Jiang Huan was genuinely distressed; it had been over a month, and her face was still so pale.

"Have you lost weight? No way!" Tao Ying touched her cheek. She really didn't feel thinner. The main reason was that she had only eaten and not moved for the past month. How could she have lost weight?

"It's snowing outside, why did you come? It's dangerous." Tao Ying noticed that Jiang Huan's hair was a little wet.

She especially noticed the white hair on Jiang Huan's head. Before, there wasn't a single white hair to be seen on Jiang Huan's head, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

“I called twice before, and Chun Tao answered both times. I finally had a day off, and I missed you, so I came to see you.” Jiang Huan’s heart and eyes were full of Tao Ying. If it weren’t for Wang Baoshan and Wang Yuexue being there, Jiang Huan would have wanted to hold Tao Ying’s hand.

“I’m still here.” Wang Baoshan snapped.

"Your Uncle Jiang accepts you, don't worry, Mom won't abandon you." Tao Ying smiled as she looked at Wang Baoshan.

"Well, you two chat, I'll go out and see if there's any work I can do." Wang Baoshan saw a hint of murderous intent in Tao Ying's gentle smile and immediately cowered.

"Then do a good job, and Mom will give you lucky money for Chinese New Year," Tao Ying said with a smile.

"Okay, Mom." Wang Baoshan quickly pulled Wang Yuexue out.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Yuexue couldn't keep up with Wang Baoshan's train of thought.

How can they oppose it one minute and agree to it the next?

“If I don’t come out now, my mom will beat me. I’m a grown man, and I can’t bear the embarrassment of being beaten in front of you and my stepfather,” Wang Baoshan said with a smile.

"You accept Uncle Jiang?" Wang Yuexue was stunned. So the whole scene just now was just an act?

“Of course I accept it. She… my mom has the right to choose happiness, and Uncle Jiang is so good to her. We can’t do that,” Wang Baoshan said with a smile.

“That’s my mom too.” Wang Yuexue disliked Wang Baoshan’s use of the phrase “my mom.”

“Yes, Mom, Mom will give you half,” Wang Baoshan said with a smile.

"Do others agree?" Wang Yuexue was quite surprised; what kind of child would be so supportive of their mother remarrying?

“I support you all. It’s not easy for Mom.” Wang Baoshan pulled Wang Yuexue over to help.

"Why isn't it ready yet?" Jiang Huan asked, seeing that Wang Baoshan had left. He sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to take Tao Ying's hand.

"Sit back down, why are you doing this?" Tao Ying felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

This was probably the first time Tao Ying had ever interacted with a man like this.

Being so close, and most importantly, the oppressive aura emanating from Jiang Huan, along with his gaze that seemed to want to devour him alive, was truly unbearable.

“We’re seriously dating, didn’t you say that? And you still want to act like a scoundrel towards me.” Jiang Huan didn’t care about saving face.

We've finally managed to get close to her, so why worry about saving face? When will we ever get to eat meat? When will we ever be able to marry her?

Tao Ying: "..." This girl is actually the reserved type.

"Don't you need to spend the New Year with your family?" Tao Ying swallowed hard, she really couldn't take it anymore.

“I haven’t spent any time with them in any year. In my heart, you are the only family.” Jiang Huan moved forward again.

He was less than a fist's distance from Tao Ying's face.

His gaze was fixed on Tao Ying's lips.

Last time, I didn't have time to respond because I was concerned about Tao Ying's health.

Jiang Huan had thought about it countless times over the past month.

How many sheets did you wash? How much extra practice did you do?

"If you're going to talk, just talk. Why are you standing so close?" Tao Ying wanted to step back, but she forgot that she was sitting against the headboard and there was no room to back away.

But this old man was really scary; the old house caught fire really quickly.

"Is it close? I don't think so." Jiang Huan moved forward a little further.

Tao Ying: "..." You're practically face-to-face with me.

“Xiao Ying…” Jiang Huan was originally waiting for Tao Ying to take the initiative.

As it turned out, this person wasn't as brave as before, and Jiang Huan couldn't wait any longer.

He pressed his right hand against the back of Tao Ying's head and kissed her directly.

Tao Ying silently closed her eyes.

Neither of them had much experience, and their kissing skills were a bit awkward.

However, Jiang Huan seemed to have a natural talent for it, and quickly pried open Tao Ying's lips...

As the position gradually crumbled, Tao Ying still retained a sliver of reason, but Jiang Huan's kiss was too domineering.

Tao Ying collapsed into a limp heap. She was already weak, and now she was even weaker.

Fortunately, Jiang Huan remained rational; it was just a kiss.

"Xiaoying, let's get married. I've already submitted my marriage application." Jiang Huan hugged Tao Ying tightly, his voice tinged with pleading.

"How about using the new identity Jiang Jiang gave me?" Tao Ying didn't want to get married as the 48-year-old Tao Ying.

“The application I submitted is yours, and the children won’t see our marriage certificate.” Jiang Huan gently kissed Tao Ying’s forehead.

"If I don't get married soon, I'll be too old," Jiang Huan pleaded.

“Let’s have a twilight romance,” Tao Ying said cheerfully.

She thought to herself that it was fortunate that Jiang Huan was nine years older than her; if he were nine years younger, people would say that she was toying with a young boy.

“You’re so young, it’s hardly a twilight romance,” Jiang Huan said with a smile.

"Was your era better than this one?" Jiang Huan asked softly.

“Of course, back in my day, old ladies were worth a lot of money. They would dance downstairs, and old men wouldn’t dance with you unless you paid them. They could earn more than ten big gold bracelets.” Tao Ying said to Jiang Huan with a smile, thinking of the news she had heard before.

"Dancing?" Jiang Huan didn't quite understand.

"I'm just bored." Tao Ying raised her hand and pinched Jiang Huan's cheek.

"Once you've recovered, can you come back with me to meet my parents?" Jiang Huan didn't want to continue that topic.

He secretly resolved that he would never give Tao Ying the opportunity to dance with other old men in the future.

If you're going to jump, jump with yourself.

"So fast?" Tao Ying was still a little embarrassed.

"Then which face should I use? Should I hide my identity?" Tao Ying asked softly.