The first meeting with the Xu family was very harmonious. Just as Xu Chengzhi had said, Old Master Xu was especially happy to see Lin Yang, and the old man ate more than half a bowl of rice.
The family was enjoying a happy time together, but Xiao Zheng was the only one at the dinner table who was feeling down.
Across from him, Xu Chenghuan and Aige were all lovey-dovey, while his aunt and uncle were all affectionate, leaving him, a single guy, stuck here eating dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).
He thought that at most there would be a slight deviation in this life, and the overall changes would not be significant. Who the hell knew that his wife would run off with someone else?
I may be angry, but I can't forget my original purpose: I still have to keep getting free meals.
"Auntie." Xiao Zheng watched his girlfriend from his previous life sharing food with a foreigner, and angrily tugged at Lin Yang's sleeve, whispering to her, "Do you still have that damn system of yours? Can I borrow it?"
Lin Yang rolled her eyes at him. "It's long gone. It hasn't appeared since I was injured and fell into a coma."
Its owner is in jail, how could it possibly still be with her?
Although this system is a pain, Lin Yang is still quite grateful for it. Without it, Lin Yang might not exist in this world.
They may have already died from overwork in their original world and disappeared.
How could she possibly meet Xu Chengzhi, make so many friends, and still be able to continue filming the movies she loves in this world?
"Ah...it's gone, what a pity..." Xiao Zheng's face was full of regret.
"What? You want to bind to the revenge system too? You can't force feelings. Be good, Xu Chenghuan just didn't choose you in this life, it's not like you have to take revenge on that girl, is it?" Lin Yang thoughtfully picked up a shrimp for Xiao Zheng and earnestly advised him to think more positively.
Xu Chengzhi caught a glimpse of Lin Yang serving food to another man, and silently pushed the plate of food in front of Lin Yang.
It couldn't be more conspicuous.
Lin Yang remained silent.
This guy is actually jealous of even her nephew's actions?!
But she still obediently piled a whole plate of shrimp on his plate, then gently pushed the plate back in front of Xu Chengzhi, smiling and coaxing him, "Darling, you've worked hard, eat some shrimp to nourish yourself~"
"Hmm." Xu Chengzhi uttered a single "hmm" with a nasal sound, then buried his head in peeling shrimp.
Xiao Zheng returned to the previous topic and continued to whisper to Lin Yang, "No, Aunt, I don't plan to take revenge on that girl. Doesn't your system have a time tunnel? Let me and Xu Chenghuan go back a little further ahead, so that there won't be any Eggers interfering. Wouldn't that be great? I wouldn't have to be eating dog food here."
Just as Lin Yang was about to speak, Xu Chengzhi shoved a peeled and sauced shrimp into her mouth. She mumbled, "Don't think about the time tunnel. Aren't you really going to consider Jiang Fan? I think you two are a good match."
Lin Yang mentioned the person who was causing him trouble several times, successfully ending the conversation. Xiao Zheng buried his head in his food and decided not to pay any attention to his aunt who was teasing him. It was also good that he didn't have to look at the couple across from him who were spoiling the mood.
"Yangyang, when are you planning to have your wedding?" Grandpa Xu suddenly asked.
Well, Lin Yang tilted her head and looked at Xu Chengzhi, who was seriously peeling shrimp.
Xu Chengzhi's marriage proposal came out of nowhere, and we hadn't even properly thought about the wedding!
All eyes were on her.
"Grandpa, how about the eighth day of the month?" Lin Yang had no choice but to tell him the date of her wedding in her previous life.
Grandpa Xu thought about it carefully for a moment, then said, "Okay, the eighth day is a good day, let's go with the eighth day!"
Of course it's a good day; it's the day you, Grandpa Xu, chose in your previous life.
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