Fu Hong looked coldly at Dong Cheng: "Is that what you mean too? Then I think there's no need for our marriage to continue."
Upon hearing this, Dong Cheng panicked and quickly shook his head: "No, Xiao Hong, please don't misunderstand, I absolutely didn't mean that. I'm a grown man with hands and feet, I can support my parents and family, how could I possibly covet my in-laws' things? What's yours is yours, and what's mine is yours too."
After saying this, fearing that Fu Hong wouldn't believe him, Dong Cheng even swore to the heavens: "If I'm lying to you, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death."
Fu Hong's unpleasant expression softened slightly.
Grandma Fu and Grandpa Fu both nodded in satisfaction.
Fu Lan, however, always looked displeased.
Mrs. Dong was also unhappy. She glared at Dong Cheng and shrieked, "What's all hers? Yours is all family property, how come it's hers now? Am I marrying a daughter-in-law or a living ancestor? Since she doesn't want to get married, then forget it, we won't get married. Who wants her? My son is not only good-looking, but also successful. What kind of wife can't he find? Once the engagement is called off, she'll be second-hand goods. I'd like to see what respectable family would want her."
Fu Hong and her grandparents' faces, which had just begun to recover, darkened again.
Fu Lan was no longer angry; she was used to it and nothing seemed strange to her anymore. Anyone who still had expectations for his family was simply out of their mind.
Dong Cheng's face darkened, and he finally lost his temper: "Enough, Mom. I only like Xiao Hong. If you really don't like it, we can separate the family. But don't worry, I will still give you the living expenses that the family is supposed to give you. Not a penny less."
Mrs. Dong was stunned. Did she really want that meager allowance? She wanted everything her son had.
Mother Dong slapped her thigh and continued to wail, saying, "Heavens above, earth below, God of Heaven, please open your eyes and look at this unfilial son of mine! He's got a wife and doesn't want his mother anymore..."
Dong Cheng frowned at his mother: "If you continue to make a scene like this, you and Dad should take Xiao Cang and Xiao Cui and go home first."
Mother Dong's crying stopped abruptly, and she quickly scrambled to her feet: "How can that be? We haven't eaten yet." They hadn't eaten breakfast for this meal, and if they didn't get their money's worth, they would be missing out big time.
Fu Hong, Fu Lan, Grandma Fu, Grandpa Fu: "..." How could she have the nerve to stay for dinner after making such a scene? Where's her shame?
Skin? Yes, it's thick-skinned.
Except for Dong Cheng, everyone from the Dong family sat down at the table and waited to eat, as if nothing had happened.
The Fu family remained silent.
After a while, Grandma Fu sighed helplessly, looked at Fu Hong, and spoke first: "Let's eat first."
Fu Hong frowned, looking conflicted, but after hearing Grandma Fu's words, she nodded and said, "Mm." Then she turned and went into the kitchen first.
Dong Cheng immediately followed him in eagerly: "I'll help you, Xiao Hong."
Grandma Fu was about to follow them in when she suddenly noticed Old Mrs. Qin and the former headmaster, who had been standing at the door for who knows how long. She quickly went up to them and said, "Sister Qin, you're here! Why don't you come in?"
Grandma Qin glanced at the Dong family, frowned, and pulled Grandma Fu aside, muttering in a low voice, "Your in-laws don't seem like easy to deal with at all."
Grandma Fu nodded helplessly, then a look of relief appeared on her face: "Fortunately, my future grandson-in-law is sensible and reliable."
Grandma Qin: "..." Just being reliable isn't enough. After Fu Hong marries into the family, they'll still have to live together as a family. He's the eldest son and the only successful one. If he dares to separate from the family, he'll be gossiped about behind his back.
Grandma Qin didn't say much, after all, it was a family matter.
Upon seeing Fu Lan, Grandma Qin went straight over and pulled her aside, asking about Xing Zhaozhao and the three little ones at home, even though Xing Zhaozhao had recently brought the three children to visit them and brought them some gifts.
This meal was the worst meal Fu Lan had ever had in her life. The Dong family, young and old, acted as if they hadn't eaten for days, grabbing the food incredibly fast. They took everything they couldn't finish, leaving nothing for their family.
After finishing her meal, Fu Lan wasn't in the mood to stay at home any longer. She packed her bags and stormed back home.
Xing Zhaozhao was speechless with astonishment.
She had never heard Fu Hong mention anything about her family over there. Seeing that Fu Hong was doing well now, she assumed that it had always been like this. But with in-laws like that, was life really good? She felt uneasy.
Her in-laws were also a headache. Her husband, Gao Mingcheng, was considered to be sensible and capable of keeping things under control. She was able to live comfortably in the past because she followed Gao Mingcheng to the army and was far away from home.
It's obvious that Dong Cheng couldn't do that. Even if he assured Fu Hong that he would only take care of his own little family, getting too close would mean he could easily cause you unbearable pain.
Xing Zhaozhao felt somewhat guilty. In truth, she also bore some responsibility for this matter; she hadn't understood the situation before bringing them together.
"What should we do, Sister Xing?" Fu Lan asked Xing Zhaozhao with a bitter face. "My sister is still hesitating. She thinks Dong Chengren is not bad, but I am really worried that she will be tormented by her husband's family after she marries him."
"Oh, right." Fu Lan suddenly remembered something, her eyes lighting up as she looked at Xing Zhaozhao expectantly, "Over there by the door, didn't my sister marry Dong Cheng? Sister Xing, could you ask my sister for me? How is she doing? If she could do it all over again, would she still choose to marry Dong Cheng?"
“No problem, I’ll go tomorrow, and I’ll also take the design you drew to Rongrong.” Xing Zhaozhao nodded and said.
Zhaolan's company address is in Zhaohong Plaza, in Zhaohong Group's own office building, where she got two floors for free.
The next day, when Xing Zhaozhao arrived at Zhaolan, Ying Rongrong was interviewing a new designer in the office. So she waited in the reception area next door for the time being, eating the milk tea and small cakes that her secretary brought her, while casually flipping through the fashion magazines that her secretary had given her to pass the time. When she saw some beautiful clothes that she had never seen before, she put them aside, intending to take them back for Fu Lan to see and learn about the latest fashion trends.
Just then, someone else came in from outside.
"Xiao Zhu, is my mom home? I can't get through to her on the phone."
A familiar voice.
Xing Zhaozhao looked up and saw Gao Yue arriving with her twin daughters, Xiaoyue and Fanxing.
Secretary Zhu stood up and said, "President Ying is interviewing a new designer. His phone might be on silent, so he didn't hear it."
"Oh, okay, then let's wait here for a while." Gao Yue said, turning her head to look at the reception area next to her, only to be met with Xing Zhaozhao's smiling face.
"Long time no see, my granddaughter," Xing Zhaozhao greeted with a smile.
Gao Yue's lips twitched involuntarily. Although this person's status in their family was already settled, being called "eldest granddaughter" by someone younger than her still made her uneasy.
Before Gao Yue could say anything, her daughter Xia Xiaoyue, who was standing beside her, became displeased. With a sullen face, she looked at Xing Zhaozhao with disdain: "Who do you think you are? You have the nerve to call my mother your granddaughter. Do you really think that just because you're with my great-grandfather, you can act like an elder in front of us? You're not worthy."
Xing Zhaozhao's smile froze instantly.
Gao Yue and Xia Fanxing, who were standing on the other side, both changed their expressions and looked at Xia Xiaoyue in surprise.
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