Both Qingyang and Zhiyu had received instructions from their mothers-in-law, so the next day they both asked about marriage.

"Qingyang, what do you see in me?" Gu Xiaolan asked with a smile.

“We complement each other. I’m not good with words and I have a quiet personality. I like your energy.”

"Isn't it because I'm pretty?"

Cai Qingyang pursed her lips and waited a while before speaking, "Your appearance is pleasing."

Gu Xiaolan chuckled, "I know you grew up surrounded by beauties, so your aesthetic sense must be exceptionally high. I don't mind if you don't find me pretty."

Don't you want to know what I think of you?

Cai Qingyang asked with her eyes, as if to say, "Then tell me!"

"First of all, I'm very happy with your height. I like tall people. Also, you have a great figure, which makes me feel safe."

Although I don't have a strong affinity for soldiers, I admire them.

That's why I agreed to continue seeing you.

As for your question about marriage, don't you think it's too early? We haven't even gotten to know each other yet.

Cai Qingyang was quite pleased to hear Gu Xiaolan's words, so his expression relaxed considerably.

"It's never too late to get to know each other after marriage."

"Heh, you can actually say something like that?"

Cai Qingyang looked intently at his girlfriend, whose face was full of pleasure.

"I like you."

"Hehe, okay, I like you too. Alright, I'll take the bet. How about this, let's have our parents decide? What do you think?"

Cai Qingyang nodded. "Okay, I'll call your mom now."

Gu Xiaolan laughed even harder as she watched her boyfriend turn and run towards the phone booth.

"Mom, why don't you call Gu Xiaolan's family? She's agreed."

Lu Yue listened to her son's words and said, "Okay, I'll make the call right away. You two have fun."

Zeng Zhiyu arrived at Wang Zitong's door at 10:30 a.m., carrying many gifts.

Today, all the elders of the Wang family were at home. They saw the tall and upright young man who walked in and thought he looked decent, so they all liked him.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle, Aunt, I'm sorry to bother you."

"It's alright, please sit down. You don't need to bring a gift next time you come."

After hearing what the old lady said, Zeng Zhiyu thought to himself that there was hope, and she even told him to come back next time.

"You two shouldn't go out to eat, just stay home," Ding Jie said with a smile.

"Auntie, this is too much trouble. Let me treat the four of you to a meal out. Otherwise, you'll have to cook at this hour."

"No need, it's no trouble at all, as long as you don't mind."

"How could that be? I've been eating out for four years, and now I just want to eat home-cooked meals."

"Alright, Zitong, you go with Mom to cook, and let Zhiyu stay here with your grandparents."

Wang Zitong stood up and followed her mother to the kitchen.

The Yang family's house also has two courtyards, but they've arranged it in a particularly warm and inviting way. The sofa Zeng Zhiyu is sitting on is the kind that's exceptionally comfortable—it's a kind of understated luxury.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle, let me introduce myself in more detail now."

My name is Zeng Zhiyu, I am 24 years old, and I graduated from Shanghai Military Academy.

I have no bad habits. My family consists of my father, mother, and younger brother.

My father works at a research institute, my mother works at a company, and my younger brother is a senior in high school this year. Is there anything else you three would like to know? Please feel free to ask.

After speaking, he sat there properly, his back ramrod straight.

Wang Zitong's grandfather, Wang Xianyi, asked, "You graduated from a military academy, so you're planning to join the army?"

"I won't be going to the military base; I'll stay and work at the military headquarters in the capital, but my work will be quite busy."

"Well, it's alright. It's normal to be busy with work. Young people should have a career they are passionate about."

"So, will you go into politics or the military?" Wang Zitong's father, Wang Xiaoli, asked.

"Uncle, is there any fundamental difference? I'm in the military, which can be considered part of politics."

"Okay. I understand."

Grandma Wang Zitong stood up and sat down next to Zeng Zhiyu. "Zhiyu, your parents must be extremely busy with work, right?"

"Grandma, it's good if my dad comes home once a week. He's the vice dean now, but he still has to lead the research team."

My mother's job is very busy, but her hours are relatively flexible; she can take time off whenever needed.

"That's good. That's good." The old woman was afraid that her granddaughter would become a slave to her family.

"Zhiyu, do you like my Tongtong? Do you want to get married?" the old lady continued.

"Of course, Grandma, I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me, but my brothers who are about my age are all married and have children, and my mom is very anxious about it."

I personally quite like Wang Zitong, even though we've only met once, I think I've already fallen for her.

The Wang family is quite satisfied with Zeng Zhiyu; he's responsible, capable, and most importantly, has good character.

The old lady then asked some family questions. Zeng Zhiyu answered them all without reservation. He said he would tell the truth as long as they wanted to know.

A day later, the Wang family became increasingly satisfied with their future grandson-in-law.

"Grandma, do you think I'm good enough for Tongtong?"

I think you're great.

"Grandma, when would be a good time for my mom to come visit?"

"Zhiyu, why are you in such a hurry? You're both still quite young, and Tongtong is still in school."

"Grandma, my mom is anxious. Besides, my fourth brother gave me a month's leave. If we can finalize things, that would be great."

Wang Xianyi coughed and said, "Then your family can come over for a visit on Saturday."

Zeng Zhiyu nodded with a smile, it really hadn't been easy. He finally got a definite answer.

Lunch was quite plentiful. The old lady put two braised lion's head meatballs on Zeng Zhiyu's plate, saying, "This is your aunt's specialty. Eat more."

After the meal, the Wang family was even more satisfied. This child's manners were not something that could be faked, but rather a habit.

After dinner, the two went out to play and ate out in the evening before returning home.

"Mom, Tongtong's family said you can go to their house on Saturday."

“Okay, I’ll call your dad and tell him to come back this week. The three of us can go together; that way, we’ll show our sincerity.” After saying that, Wang Ying called Zeng Zhongkang to confirm the time.

“Cai Peilin also received a call from home today; he will be going back this week as well.”

"Okay, you'll be back on Friday. We'll go there in the morning."

"Yes, I have no problem here."

Once Wang Ying had made up her mind, she happily told her son to go to rest. She went to her study and flipped through the perpetual calendar, but couldn't figure it out. She decided that if necessary, she would go to a fortune teller tomorrow to help her choose an auspicious date. She couldn't wait for her son to get married.