Hearing Lu Dongzheng's words, Song Yanli finally felt relieved. He wasn't worried about anything else, but he was worried that Song Qinghe would be wronged because of her family.

After arriving at her husband's family home, she will inevitably face disdain from others.

That's definitely something he doesn't want to see.

Lu Dongzheng's words now sound very sincere, and he doesn't seem like the kind of person who would curry favor with the powerful.

Song Yanli felt relieved and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter whether we talk or not. As long as Qinghe is doing well, we can rest assured."

“If you are worried, we can write a letter severing ties. Even if something unexpected happens in the end, it won’t implicate your Lu family.”

"What do you mean by breaking off relations? My in-laws, aren't you just making fun of me?" Lu Dongzheng was getting impatient. This Song Yanli looked so refined, yet he was saying such hurtful things.

He roughly knew what had happened, so they should just go about their business.

While refusing his actions, Lu Dongzheng pulled him inside, saying, "There's no need to sever ties. Our family isn't afraid of those demons and monsters. If you, my in-laws, have no objections, then the marriage between the two children is settled."

"Also, please feel free to make any requests you may have, and we will do our best to fulfill them."

"I'll tell that kid Lu Zhaolin to hurry up and submit his marriage application."

He was still eager to eat the steamed buns.

The aroma of the steamed buns lured him in as soon as he entered the door; Lu Dongzheng had been thinking about them for a long time.

Song Yanli was just being polite, but if you really asked him to sever ties with his family, he would definitely be reluctant.

He only has one precious daughter, Song Qinghe, in his entire life, so why sever ties?

Lu Dongzheng believed that he had reached an agreement with Song Yanli, and that the marriage was in perfect condition, meeting the requirements of both families without any problems.

When I entered the courtyard, I went straight for the steamed buns on the table.

Eat, eat, eat quickly!

He wanted to eat it all at once. Ever since he received the call yesterday, he hasn't had a drop of water and rushed over here without stopping.

How can we not let him eat something now?

Lu Zhengguo watched his son's actions and was speechless. This son of his was really making him lose face.

He came in without saying a word, all he did was eat.

What, was he a starving ghost reincarnated in his past life?

Zhou Wanru was somewhat more restrained, sitting there chatting with Cui Mingzhen.

Seeing Lu Dongzheng eating, Cui Mingzhen quickly asked, "In-law, haven't you eaten either?"

"If you haven't eaten, hurry up and eat something. There are still some hot buns in the pot. Qinghe has made quite a few."

Even at this moment, he didn't forget to campaign for his daughter, launching into a long, enthusiastic speech.

Soon, the hot buns were brought out, and Cui Mingzhen didn't stand on ceremony; she was also hungry.

When I first came in, I couldn't stand the smell on the table.

When Cui Mingzhen put the steamed bun in her mouth, her eyes lit up!

"Father-in-law, you said Qinghe made these steamed buns?"

"Um."

"After they get married, can I take her back to Beijing?"

"Can't."

Upon hearing his mother's words, Lu Zhaolin immediately interrupted her, for no one knew his parents' true nature better than he did.

His wife was his, and he even planned to bring Song Qinghe with him to join the army.

Before he could even speak, his mother had already set her sights on him, wondering how he could be trying to steal her away.

Lu Zhaolin frowned and said irritably, "If you want to eat steamed buns, I can ask Qinghe if she has any secret recipes."