Luo Qingyuan played with Manman in the living room for a while, thought about it, and finally handed Manman to the nanny before going to the kitchen.
There were four people in the kitchen: Yang Li, Xiao Lin, Ms. Zhao, and Chen Manhua.
Upon seeing Luo Qingyuan enter, Chen Manhua, who was washing vegetables, asked, "Why aren't you outside playing with Manman?"
Ms. Zhao, who was chopping vegetables, glanced at her and said, "If you can't cook, go wait outside."
Luo Qingyuan glanced at Ms. Zhao and walked towards Yang Li, who was cooking: "Aunt Yang, let me do it. You go and prepare the other dishes."
Yang Li was somewhat flustered: "Miss, you don't need to do these things..."
Luo Qingyuan, however, had already started stir-frying the vegetables in the pan.
"Mom, if I hadn't known how to cook, I would have starved to death during the years I was abroad."
As she spoke, Luo Qingyuan smiled again and then said, "That's true, you didn't spend any of my youth with me, and you didn't even know I could cook."
Luo Qingyuan's words made the air in the kitchen freeze for a moment.
Yang Li quickly replied, "Then please come on over, Miss. I'll go do something else..."
Zhao Ruoxi felt very uncomfortable.
Luo Qingyuan was sent abroad by her to learn various languages from a young age. Apart from giving her money and visiting her occasionally, she rarely stayed by Luo Qingyuan's side.
But all of this is because of work.
An eerie silence fell over the kitchen as everyone went about their own business.
Chen Manhua broke the awkward atmosphere with a smile: "Qingyuan, wouldn't it be too rushed to leave right after dinner? It's quite a distance to drive there, why don't you consider taking a plane?"
"Although tickets are hard to buy now, we have a private jet at home."
Luo Qingyuan shook her head: "Forget it, there's joy in driving too. Although the journey is a bit long, it's fine if Aye and I take turns driving."
Ms. Zhao: "We have a driver at home, why do you have to drive yourselves? Let the driver drive."
Chen Manhua smiled and said, "Yes, Qingyuan, you see, Mom still cares about you quite a bit."
Luo Qingyuan glanced at Ms. Zhao and said, "No need. If you can drive yourself, then drive yourself. What would it look like if the whole family went back with a driver?"
Zhao Ruoxi: "Why do you choose to live a life of hardship instead of enjoying a comfortable life with them? I really don't know what you're thinking."
Luo Qingyuan: "What do you mean by a hard life? I have food, drink, a job, and a lover. How can you call that a hard life?"
Seeing that they were about to start arguing again, Chen Manhua quickly said, "It's not easy to come home for a visit, let's have a happy family reunion, let's not talk about those things for now."
So Luo Qingyuan nodded and continued to focus on her own work.
The meal wasn't ready until around 12:30 pm.
The whole family then sat down at the table. It was Chinese New Year, so Aunt Yang and Xiao Lin were also at the table, though they looked a little reserved.
Luo Kunjing: "Let's start eating."
Once the elders spoke, everyone started eating.
Luo Shuyang smiled and exclaimed, "This must be the first family reunion dinner we've had in Kyoto."
"Xiao Ye, our Luo family rarely has time to reunite. When you have time, take Qing Yuan home to visit more often."
Duan Ye: "Of course. As long as you welcome me, I will often bring Qingyuan home for a short stay."
Before Luo Shuyang could speak, Ms. Zhao interrupted, "This is the Luo family home. Why do I need your permission to bring my daughter back?"
In short, the atmosphere became tense again.
Luo Qingyuan's face darkened immediately, and Xiaolin and Aunt Yang didn't even dare to breathe.
Luo Qingyuan looked at Ms. Zhao: "Mom, you know perfectly well what those words mean, why do you have to make things difficult for yourself?"
Ms. Zhao was about to speak when Luo Kunjing interrupted her directly: "Alright, just shut up."
Then, Luo Kunjing picked up the glass of red wine in front of him: "Come on, Xiao Ye, your mother sometimes speaks without thinking, don't take it too seriously, she doesn't mean any harm."
"She just wants Qingyuan to come home more often..."
Duan Ye smiled calmly, said nothing, and simply drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, which was considered as acknowledging what Luo Kunjing had said.
But apart from that, Duan Ye didn't give them another glance, and just focused on serving food to Luo Qingyuan.
"Let's eat, then we'll go back."
Luo Qingyuan could only nod.
Later, only Luo Shuyang and Chen Manhua tried to lighten the mood, but Duan Ye didn't buy it, and the mood didn't improve.
Everyone worked hard to prepare a table full of delicious dishes, but we didn't eat much before the meal was over.
Duan Ye led Luo Qingyuan by the hand, and Luo Shuyang saw them out.
Luo Qingyuan sat directly in the driver's seat. Just as Duan Ye was about to get in the car, Luo Shuyang said, "I've put all the wine you picked in the trunk, and I also put in a few cases of the wine that Qingyuan likes to drink, and a few cases for your family."
Duan Ye: "Thanks."
Luo Shuyang thought for a moment and decided to play peacemaker: "That's just my mom's temper, don't take it to heart."
Duan Ye: "She is Qing Yuan's mother, what can I say?"
Luo Shuyang patted his shoulder: "You know what I mean."
“I know you want to have a wedding with Qingyuan. After the New Year, I will personally hold it for you. It will be grand and magnificent. Consider it my way of apologizing to you on behalf of Mom.”
Upon hearing this, Duan Ye smiled. Luo Shuyang had already lowered himself to this extent, what else could he say?
It's inevitable that families will have their share of disagreements...
So Duan Ye said, "Okay, but you need to pay more attention to what I told you."
Luo Shuyang: "Ye Nuan, I've already arranged for people to take turns on duty. Don't worry, there won't be any problems."
"But you should also be prepared, the doctor said Ye Nuan's condition has gradually stabilized, and she should be discharged from the hospital in a few months."
Duan Ye nodded: "Understood."
"They're gone."
Duan Ye waved his hand, turned around and got into the car.
Chen Manhua hugged Luo Shuyang from behind, leaned against his back, and asked him, "Are you worried about Mom's relationship with Duan Ye?"
Luo Shuyang: "No."
"Then why are you looking so worried?"
“I’m worried about Duan Ye and Qing Yuan’s future.”
"Getting past Mom is tough, but with time, I can get through it. The key is..."
"Do you think Duan Ye can consistently choose Qing Yuan?"
"The road ahead is still so long, and neither of them was particularly respectable when they first met."
Chen Manhua sighed and said, "Don't worry too much about the future. At least for now, they are sincere with each other, aren't they?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Shuyang smiled, turned around, and hugged Chen Manhua in his arms: "My wife is right."
"But I don't know who it was that insisted on divorcing me back then."
Chen Manhua smiled and snuggled against him.
"It's fortunate that you didn't agree to my request."
"Otherwise, you wouldn't have such a beautiful and charming wife..."
Luo Shuyang was both amused and exasperated: "Ms. Chen Manhua, you're getting better and better at putting flowers on your face."
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