After exchanging a few banter with Grandpa Ren, Jiang Xiaoli and the other two said goodbye and left.

Ren Zhiyi took Chang Yue to her father's shop to get a proper makeover for the Go table.

After a flurry of activity, the two of them returned to "Heyuan" at nearly 5 p.m.

Chang Yue was already getting nervous. "Xiao Li, I feel my heart beating faster."

Jiang Xiaoli patted her shoulder with a smile, "Hey, relax. You'll see when you meet him. Uncle Fu is a very talkative and easy-going person!"

Dafu, who came down to pick up Yueyue, said while carrying a large gift box, "Yes, Yueyue, my dad is a bit rough around the edges, but he's really easy to get along with."

Chang Yue took a deep breath. "I understand. Let's go."

Upstairs, Fu's father kept nagging the two of them, "Oh dear, my future daughter-in-law is a top student from Peking University. I'm so nervous I can't even speak. What if she thinks I'm a roughneck and looks down on my family's good fortune?"

Zhong Yuan reassured him for the nth time, "Uncle, don't worry, Xiaoyue is a very good girl. She hasn't minded these things since she was with Fuzi!"

Zong Jiayu also spoke up, "Yes, Uncle Fu, don't be nervous, have some tea."

Soon, Dafu and his two companions entered the room.

A funny scene unfolded: Fu's father stood up to greet her, and Chang Yue, very nervous, bowed to him, saying, "Hello, Uncle!"

Not quite realizing what was happening, Fu's father immediately bowed in return, saying, "Hello, hello."

Everyone else present was stunned.

"Pfft—" Zhong Yuan was the first to burst out laughing.

Jiang Xiaoli then pinched her arm hard. Her eyes were a little wet, and it was hard to tell whether it was from laughter or pain.

Dafu quickly pulled his dad up. "Hehe, Dad, this is my girlfriend Yueyue, Chang Yue. Isn't she beautiful?"

Fu's father was so embarrassed he wanted to crawl into a hole. He replied in a muffled voice, "Okay, very good, welcome to our home."

Chang Yue was a little confused at this moment. She felt that Fu's father was very different from the talkative image that Jiang Xiaoli and the others had described.

While her father was relieving himself and escaping the awkward situation, she tugged at Jiang Xiaoli's sleeve and said, "Xiaoli, does Uncle not like me? He hardly talks to me."

Jiang Xiaoli said helplessly, "Don't overthink it. It's normal for your uncle to be nervous too. You'll get used to it as you get to know each other better."

Fortunately, today's dinner party had three more helpers. With the help of the two chatterboxes, Jiang Xiaoli and Zhong Yuan, Fu's father and Chang Yue finally relaxed a lot.

Especially after Fu's father had a few drinks, he finally returned to his usual self.

He held up his cup and said to Chang Yue, "Xiao Yue, our Yunliang is so lucky to have met you! You two should get along well from now on. If this brat dares to bully you, just tell me, and I'll beat him to death!"

Chang Yue burst out laughing. She looked at Dafu, who was smiling happily.

"Uncle, Brother Dafu has always been very good to me."

Fu's father nodded in satisfaction, "That's more like it!"

He grabbed his son's shoulders, "Keep it up, kid!"

Dafu chuckled, "Dad, just take care of yourself, we're doing fine!"

After dinner, Fu's dad's talkative nature was fully unleashed. He pulled Chang Yue aside and started telling her endless embarrassing stories about Dafu when he was little.

Not to mention Chang Yue, even Jiang Xiaoli was listening with great interest.

Dafu said to the two brothers next to him with a sense of despair, "You two don't have the same troubles I have now, that's good."

While listening to the gossip, Zhong Yuan spoke to him absentmindedly, "Tsk tsk tsk, Fu Zi, there are some things you can't have!"

It wasn't until after 10 p.m. that Dafu finally couldn't hold back anymore. "Dad, you'll have plenty of opportunities to see each other in the future. You've already said everything today, what will you talk about next time? Why don't you get some rest early tonight, okay?"

Fu's father felt that what his son said made some sense.

He conceded, "Xiaoyue, haha, let's stop here for today. If you want to hear more, Uncle will tell you next time!"

Chang Yue said with a smile, "Yes, Uncle, let's chat again next time!"

Once outside, Jiang Xiaoli put her arm around Chang Yue and said, "See? I wasn't lying to you, was I? Uncle Fu is very easy to get along with!"

Chang Yue nodded and smiled, saying, "Indeed."

Dafu hugged her and said, "I told you a long time ago, my dad would definitely like you. See? He even said he'd keep an eye on me for you!"

Zhong Yuan clicked his tongue twice. "Alright, the elevator's here, hurry up. I'm going to say goodnight to Xin Xin and go home to sleep!"

Jiang Xiaoli and Zong Jia walked home with the two of them up the stairs.

Zong Jia shared, "I received her postcard today. It was sent from Tyreland. The sea there is beautiful."

Jiang Xiaoli took his arm and said, "The winters there are warmer, which is perfect for her."

“Yes.” Zong Jia nodded. “But she said she has to set off for her next destination.”

She nodded. "Let's look forward to the next beautiful sight together."

...

On March 4th, Jiang Xiaoli received a package from Shanghai.

She carefully opened it, and inside was a property certificate for Chi Haiyao's garden villa.

A handwritten letter was tucked inside the property certificate.

[Xiao Li: Tomorrow you'll be getting your marriage certificate with Jia Yu. Thank you for being willing to form a new family with Jia Yu. This house is a wedding gift from me to you; I hope you like it.]

——Chi Haiyao. 】

This must have been prepared by Chi Haiyao before she set off on her trip.

After reading the letter, Zong Jia handed the property certificate to her, saying, "Take it."

Jiang Xiaoli leaned against him, "Should we try to inform her of the wedding date? Maybe she'll be willing to cooperate with the treatment..."

"Need not."

Zong Jia put his arm around her shoulder and said, "She wouldn't want to attend my wedding looking haggard with a wig on. She's fine the way she is now."

She nodded and reached out to straighten his collar. "Ayu, get some rest early tonight. See you tomorrow."

Zong Jia looked at her tenderly and placed a kiss on her lips. "Goodnight, my fiancée."

On the morning of March 5th, the two of them refused the company of relatives and friends and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau alone to get their marriage certificate.

After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Zong Jia excitedly hugged her and spun her around.

"Little Pear, no, my wife, I love you."

Jiang Xiaoli wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Husband, I love you too."

Zong Jiayu seemed to be on steroids, "I didn't hear you clearly, say it again."

She chuckled softly, granting his wish, "Husband! Husband! Husband!"