Rong Yan didn't want to attend Fu Jingchen's engagement party from the bottom of her heart.
But when she heard her mother-in-law agree, she couldn't go against her. It was just a perfunctory meal, after all.
Rong Yan's silence signified her agreement.
Since her adopted son was getting engaged, Han Yue naturally had to prepare some things, at the very least the girl's jewelry.
But she had to ask Rong Yan first.
Actually, the engagement was something Fu Jingchen mentioned casually, and he hadn't had a chance to discuss it with Zhou Luo yet.
After returning to the hospital after dinner, Fu Jingchen told Zhou Luo about the engagement.
If it weren't for the back pain, Zhou Luo would have jumped out of bed.
"What?" Her eyes widened. "Have we talked about this?"
Zhou Luo thought she had lost her memory and didn't remember Fu Jingchen mentioning engagement. Why was she already setting a date?
"Don't you want to marry me, Luo Luo? We were talking about marriage during dinner tonight, so I just told my mom and the others. I didn't expect them to be willing to come. My mom even said she wouldn't mistreat you." Fu Jingchen added fuel to the fire.
Anyway, Zhou Luo will just add something to the betrothal gift box himself, and he won't know who bought it.
“But my parents don’t know about us yet,” Zhou Luo stammered.
"Huh?" Fu Jingchen's smile vanished instantly. Zhou Luo had called home several times, but hadn't mentioned him at all?
“Don’t be angry. My parents are from the countryside and have traditional values. I’m afraid they’ll come and see if they find out. But Rong Bing is still making a fuss. If we run into each other, they’ll think I really ruined someone else’s relationship and definitely won’t have a good impression of you, so they won’t agree to us being together,” Zhou Luo explained.
That reason doesn't hold water.
Without even thinking, Fu Jingchen replied, "How could we have run into each other?"
"Since I'm here, I should at least visit where you live, just in case Rong Bing goes there." Zhou Luo's voice grew softer and softer. Actually, the main reason was that they hadn't spent enough time together, and Fu Jingchen wasn't someone she could entrust her life to, so she wanted to wait a little longer.
"My house is listed for sale, and I estimate it will sell in less than a month," Fu Jingchen said.
"You want to go somewhere else?" Zhou Luo felt guilty. It turned out that Fu Jingchen had already made up his mind, but she doubted his reliability.
"Yes, I've picked out a few places for you to stay temporarily before the wedding. I was thinking of telling you after your back is better."
"Jingchen, you're so considerate." Zhou Luo took the man's hand and kissed it. "I was overthinking it. You've already taken care of everything."
"Luo Luo, although we haven't been together for long, my determination to marry you is very firm. I'm sure you're the one I've been looking for, and I'm sure no one can separate us. Will you marry me?" Fu Jingchen asked earnestly.
Zhou Luo was moved again, and she nodded with tears in her eyes: "Yes, I'll call my mom right now."
"Do you think she'll be shocked? Last month she was urging me to find a boyfriend, and I said I was looking, but this month she's getting engaged." Zhou Luo said excitedly.
“We’ve known each other for a long time, but we haven’t spent much time together. You can tell them that,” Fu Jingchen said. “No, I should visit them first. Just take me back, and I’ll ask them myself if they can entrust their daughter to me.”
"Then I told them I'd be going home in a few days?" Zhou Luo agreed with Fu Jingchen.
When Zhou's mother received the call from the woman saying she wanted to come back, she was both surprised and delighted, but she quickly realized something was wrong.
"Luo Luo, why did you come back if it's not a holiday? Is it because you can't stay in Tiancheng anymore?" Zhou's mother asked worriedly.
"No, I haven't been back this year. I miss you and Dad," Zhou Luo quickly denied.
After confirming with her mother several times that her daughter's tone was normal and that she didn't seem to be in any trouble, Zhou's mother finally felt relieved.
“Your dad talks about you every day. Come back, Mom will cook your favorite dishes. What day was it again?” Zhou’s mother asked.
Fu Jingchen listened from the side, making a nine-pointed finger gesture.
"Number nine." Zhou Luo understood immediately.
"The 9th of next month? That's only a few days away." Zhou's mother counted; there were only six days left.
"Yes, Mom, Tiancheng has a lot of local specialties. I'll bring you some."
"No, no, you can buy anything here. It's enough that you're back. It's too tiring to carry all these bags. Just let me know when you've bought the tickets." Zhou's mother was reluctant to let her daughter spend money.
She knew how hard it was for a girl to work in a big city, and she had tried to persuade her daughter to come home several times, but her daughter refused.
Zhou Luo understood her mother's thoughts. She promised her mother that she wouldn't bring anything, but in reality, she always brought home large bags and small packages.
Once things were settled, Fu Jingchen was overjoyed and couldn't wait to get everything ready overnight.
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Lanshan Garden.
Han Yue and Rong Yan were discussing Fu Jingchen's engagement.
Rong Yan transferred some money to her mother-in-law, telling her not to tell Fu Jingchen, and that they couldn't slack off on the things the groom's family needed to prepare.
How could Han Yue possibly accept Yan's money?
She marked "reject": "Rongyan, I understand your intentions, but I can't accept it. Keep it for yourself, child. Don't be polite with me. Jingchen treated you so badly before, and you still have such a magnanimous heart. I am already very grateful."
Fu Jingchen hasn't caused any trouble in a long time; on the contrary, he's done some good things, which Rong Yan has all noticed. She can even forgive Rong Bing, so why shouldn't she forgive Fu Jingchen?
“Mom, we’re family, so let’s not talk like that.” Rong Yan took her mother-in-law’s arm. “Only when we’re united can outsiders not hurt us.”
“Well said, wife. You are more open-minded than most men. With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?” Fu Jingsheng said, standing by the door with his hands in his pockets.
"Son, come here." Han Yue beckoned to her son.
Fu Jingsheng sat cross-legged on the floor, folding clothes with his mother: "I knew Rong Yan wouldn't object. Mom, did you hide some money for Fu Jingchen?"
Fu Jingsheng joked, "Is that so?"
"Look at what you're saying, what do you mean by hiding him? He's practically your younger brother, I only kept a little bit of him. But don't worry, no one is more important to me than you. And Rong Yan, you are the ideal daughter-in-law in my heart. After Zhou Luo enters the family, Mom's love for you will not diminish in the slightest."
"Oh Mom, you don't think I'm going to compete with Zhou Luo for your affections, do you?" Rong Yan hugged her mother-in-law and shook her. "How could I? Do you think I don't know how you feel about me? Jing Sheng isn't as important as me."
"Of course! Jing Sheng can't compare to you. In my heart, you're like my own daughter." Han Yue's eyes crinkled into slits with laughter.
Fu Jingsheng interrupted them: "Alright, there's no need to praise one and put the other down. I know I don't have any status in the family, but it's really hurtful to say I'm not important to my face."
"Mom, you're not going to move to Jingchen's place after they have a child, are you? I mean, after they have a child?" Fu Jingsheng was thinking quite far ahead.
"No, I'll pay for a postpartum nanny," Han Yue said without hesitation.
“I was just kidding. You can go anytime you want, Mom.” Fu Jingsheng never restricted his mother’s freedom.
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