Jin Xiu stared at her daughter, who was being led out by the young man, and after a moment of surprise, she suddenly nudged her husband beside her: "Let me tell you, I was in love with Ahan from the beginning, but you insisted on choosing Axuan."
Tang Youde's expression was somewhat complicated.
Yang Jinhan walked over, holding Tang Weiwei's hand: "Uncle Tang, Aunt Xiu, Weiwei and I..."
"Okay, no need to say more, we agree." Kim Soo smiled, his face crinkling with even deeper wrinkles.
Tang Weiwei: ……
Mom, isn't this going too far? At least show some restraint!
Yang Jinhan: ...
My mother-in-law is great.
"Then you..." Tang Youde was not as eager as his wife; instead, he was thinking more deeply.
“Weiwei and I are already together, so I’m planning to get our marriage certificate right away.” Yang Jinhan glanced at Tang Weiwei. “I’ll treat her well.” He paused, “Although I don’t have control over the family company, I have my own physics lab, and I’m currently in the R&D department. Supporting Weiwei won’t be a problem…”
Jinxiu was even happier to hear this.
Tang Youde seemed unable to say anything either.
"Let's go home." Jinxiu knew that her husband had given in when he stopped talking, so she happily pulled the two of them to leave.
"Mom, we can't leave yet." Tang Weiwei shook her head.
"What's wrong?" Jin Xiu frowned.
"I've checked my luggage in," Tang Weiwei said, pointing inside. "It's probably already being loaded onto the train, right?"
"Then hurry up and find someone to bring the luggage down." Jin Xiu patted Tang Youde on the shoulder. "Go ahead." There's still an hour and a half until takeoff; they should have enough time.
Upon hearing this, Tang Youde didn't have time to ponder it further and hurriedly ran to find the staff to negotiate.
Yang Jinhan naturally couldn't just wait idly, so he went to get busy with the tasks as well.
Tang Weiwei and Jin Xiu exchanged a glance and then smiled.
As for Yue Yao, she was surprised to see Nangong Jue as soon as she came out of the teahouse: "What are you doing here?"
"My wife is having tea with another man, how can I not come?" Nangong Jue raised an eyebrow slightly.
Le Yao: ...
Why does it smell so strongly of vinegar?
"Nangong Jue, are you spying on me?"
Nangong Jue's brow twitched, and he quickly stepped forward to grasp Le Yao's hand: "No, I just happened to run into her." As he spoke, he turned back and pointed to the coffee shop diagonally opposite, "I was having coffee on the second floor of that place just now, and I turned around and saw her."
Le Yao tried to pull her hand away, but failed, and could only let the other person hold it: "Come on, tell me, who are you having coffee with?"
“I…” Nangong Jue suddenly felt as if he had dug a hole and buried himself.
"Sir." Just then, a hot, black-haired woman walked over, glanced at Le Yao, and said, "This must be the young mistress, right? Hello, I'm Ai Chen, you can call me Amy. I'm Sir's assistant in Europe." She spoke fluent English and extended her hand to Le Yao.
Le Yao could understand, but she didn't intend to shake hands with the other person. Instead, she smiled and said, "Miss, this is China, not Europe or America. You seem to be of Chinese descent, so please speak Mandarin. If you don't, please bring a translator."
Amy paused for a moment, then smiled and withdrew her hand, switching to Mandarin instead: "I'm sorry, I'm just used to saying it this way, so... please forgive me, Madam."
Le Yao smiled and nodded: "Okay, I forgive you."
Amy's expression stiffened for a moment, then she smiled and said, "Thank you, Mrs. Xie."
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