"Sweetie, go on upstairs. I'll leave once you're up." Lu Ziyin escorted Ding Kemeng to the bottom of her building, gently patted her head, and said tenderly.

"Okay, you should go home early too. Goodbye." Ding Kemeng nodded and obediently entered the elevator.

When Ding Kemeng got home, she opened the door. Her father hadn't come home from get off work yet, and her mother was in the kitchen preparing dinner.

"Mom, I'm home."

"You're back. Lu Ziyin brought you back, right?" Ding's mother didn't even look up, as if she were just saying it casually.

Ding Kemeng froze, standing motionless in the living room. After a long while, she whispered, "Yes, Mom, you know everything."

Her relationship with Lu Ziyin seemed far too intimate; it was only a matter of time before Ding's mother discovered it.

"Go back to your bedroom and do your homework first. Your dad will be back for dinner soon." Ding's mother didn't say anything more. Her daughter was grown up, and she had tried to persuade her before, but it was no use. She guessed it would be no use now either.

Moreover, Lu Ziyin is a decent girl, and Ding's mother actually supports her daughter's relationship deep down.

As for the future, that's their own business.

That evening, Ding Kemeng was unusually well-behaved during dinner, answering all her mother's questions obediently.

Mr. Ding was wondering why his daughter was being so well-behaved, but Mrs. Ding just smiled and said nothing.

It was Friday again, and as usual, Lu Ziyin took Ding Kemeng home.

Lu Ziyin was worried that Ding Kemeng would be hungry, so she specially bought some food for her to take back and have something to eat.

Downstairs at the Ding family's house, Lu Ziyin handed a steaming cup of milk to Ding Kemeng, saying, "Drink some first to fill your stomach and warm your body."

Ding Kemeng had been drinking milk a lot lately, and she was getting a little sick of it, but she still didn't refuse and took the milk. She tiptoed and left a faint fragrance on Lu Ziyin's face, very light and soft, which disappeared instantly.

With a hint of shyness in her bright eyes, Ding Kemeng softly said, "Then I'll go home first. See you next Monday."

Lu Ziyin touched her face, a smile playing in her eyes, "Okay, see you next Monday."

After saying goodbye, the young couple left together.

Sitting in his car not far away, Mr. Ding, who had witnessed everything, was utterly devastated.

Her daughter and Lu Ziyin?

It turns out he had been worried about the wrong person all along. The person he should have been wary of was not Tang Zhizhou, who had a "fox-like" face, but Lu Ziyin, who had a "fierce" look.

Mr. Ding was confused...

Mr. Ding didn't know how he got home, and he was still in a daze when he sat down at the table to eat.

In the evening, Ding Kemeng went to the bedroom, while her father and wife sat in the living room watching TV.

Looking at his wife's face, Mr. Ding hesitated for a moment before finally speaking: "Honey, there's something I want to tell you, but... please don't be angry when I tell you!" Mr. Ding was afraid that his wife would be angry after finding out about their daughter's relationship, so he had been hesitant to tell her. But this was no small matter, so he decided to discuss it with his wife.

Ding's mother turned down the TV volume, turned her head, and said, "Tell me what's wrong, I'm not angry."

"It's just...it's just..." Mr. Ding stammered for a long time, unable to explain what it was.

Ding's mother lost her patience and said, "What exactly are you trying to say? Stop stuttering!"

"This afternoon, I was driving home from get off work when I saw my daughter kiss... kissing a boy!" After hesitating for a while, Mr. Ding finally told the story.

"oh."

"Oh...oh???" Mr. Ding suddenly raised his voice, then quickly lowered it again for fear that his daughter would hear, and said, "Why is it just an 'oh'? Don't you have any other reaction?"

"Then...where did our daughter kiss?" Ding's mother tilted her head and asked.

"Face," Mr. Ding answered instinctively, then realized something was wrong. Was that the crux of the matter?!

"Aren't you surprised, curious, angry, or sad?!" Mr. Ding was completely stunned when he saw that scene this afternoon!

He told his wife about it, hoping for a response, but now, she... oh?

"You'll get used to it, don't make a fuss. Besides, didn't you like Ziyin a lot too?" Back then, it was Mr. Ding himself who was extremely satisfied with Lu Ziyin!

"I...I didn't know he was stealing my cabbage!" Father Ding got angry when he said this. He had been so careful, but in the end, the pig still managed to slip through his fingers. And it was the pig that he had let in himself!

Mr. Ding was furious!

"Alright, alright." Ding's mother patted Ding's father on the back and comforted him, "Don't be angry, think positively. I can see that Ziyin is sincere towards Mengmeng. Besides, love is such an elusive thing, even if we try to guard against it, we can't!" Ding's mother had already come to terms with it and was now able to comfort her husband calmly.

Mr. Ding: "..." Although his wife's words made sense, he was still unhappy!

The two-day holiday passed quickly. Early Monday morning, Ding Kemeng ate breakfast and hurriedly prepared to go out.

Mr. Ding glanced at the time. It was still early. Why was his daughter leaving so early?

"Mengmeng!" Ding's father called out to Ding Kemeng.

Ding Kemeng paused as she opened the door, then turned around: "What's wrong?"

Mr. Ding coughed twice and said, "Dad isn't busy today, Dad will take you to school."

Did her father give her that?

Ding Kemeng was in a bit of a dilemma, because Lu Ziyin was still waiting for her outside the residential area!

"No, Dad, I... I can take the bus to school by myself," Ding Kemeng tried to refuse.

When Ding's mother saw that her husband suddenly wanted to take their daughter to school, she knew exactly what he was thinking. She smiled helplessly, cleared the dishes, and ignored the two of them.

"Dad will take you to school!" Ding's father vaguely guessed that someone might be waiting for his daughter outside. He got angry, stood up, skipped breakfast, and went to the entrance to change his shoes.

"Wait a minute, Dad's going to the garage to get the car. I'll take you to school today!"

Ding Kemeng was startled by her father's tone. She glanced at her mother and seemed to suddenly understand something.

"Okay." Ding Kemeng gave in and obediently sat in the chair, waiting for her father to change his shoes.

She quietly took out her phone and sent a message to Lu Ziyin, telling him to go to school first. When Ding's father looked over, Ding Kemeng quickly put her phone away and smiled gently.

Mr. Ding didn't say anything, but frowned and said, "Stop playing on your phone, let's go."

Ding Kemeng nodded and quickly followed.

On the way to school, Ding Kemeng sat in the back seat, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke up: "Dad, do you... know everything?"

Mr. Ding coughed and asked, "What should I know?"

"Dad, are you... angry?"

"Angry? I'm not angry. Do you want me to be happy?" Mr. Ding sneered in response.

How could he be happy that his precious darling was snatched away by someone else's son!

They even asked him if he was angry, and he said no! He was overjoyed, so happy he felt like he was ascending to heaven!