Xia Linchen’s mother
Although Su Yan was confused, he did not show it on his face and remained calm.
Song Qingwu entered the kitchen. No matter what, it was basic courtesy to let the guests have a full meal.
Seeing her mother leave the living room, Cheng Kou breathed a sigh of relief and could relax for a while. She took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Xia Linchen to tell her about the current situation.
Xia Linchen replied, asking her to be at ease.
However, even so, Cheng Kou could not completely relax her mind, as her mother's temper was unpredictable and she might change her attitude at any moment.
Although Song Qingwu's attitude was unclear, she still prepared a table full of her signature dishes to entertain Su Yan.
Cheng Kou had informed Su Yan in advance that he couldn't eat spicy food, but Song Qingwu, who always loved spicy food, actually cooked a table of light dishes.
Su Yan picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in his mouth, thinking that this treatment was much better than last time.
During the dinner, Zhuang Wanhua followed Xia Linchen's instructions and secretly said a lot of good things about Su Yan, which made Cheng Kou look at her with gratitude frequently.
As expected of sisters of many years, even though Zhuang Wanhua's action was a bit deliberate, it did not make Song Qingwu feel disgusted. Instead, she smiled.
After Zhuang Wanhua left, only the Cheng family of three and Su Yan were left sitting on the sofa staring at each other.
Song Qingwu coughed lightly and broke the silence first: "Mr. Su, do you really want to marry my daughter?"
"I really want to spend my life with Koubao." Su Yan nodded, looking serious, "And it's not just me, my parents and grandfather also like Koubao very much."
Song Qingwu carefully observed his expression and did not see any falsehood in it. She finally responded with a somewhat tacit attitude: "I believe you today. I hope you will not let us down."
"must."
Song Qingwu went to the refrigerator and took out the fruits that had been prepared long ago and placed them on the coffee table. She paused for a moment, then pushed the fruit plate on the table towards Su Yan, and finally smiled at Su Yan.
"Take your time to eat. I'll be leaving for a moment."
Seeing his wife enter the room, Father Cheng looked at Su Yan and called out hesitantly, "Mr. Su—"
Su Yan smiled and said, "Uncle Cheng, you don't have to be so polite, just call me by my name."
"Okay, Xiao Su, play chess with Uncle Cheng."
Su Yan nodded happily and followed Cheng's father into the study.
Cheng Kou walked into the bedroom, hugged Song Qingwu's shoulders from behind, and said coquettishly: "Mom..."
Song Qingwu sighed, and something called family affection flowed silently between the mother and daughter.
"Koubao." She patted her daughter's fair hand, motioning her to let go first, and then pulled her to sit on the bed.
Cheng Kou has always had a better relationship with Cheng's father, and it is rare for the mother and daughter to have a face-to-face heart-to-heart talk.
"Koubao, I have to admit that Su Yan is a very good kid. You have a good eye." Song Qingwu slightly curved the corners of her mouth and spoke in a calm tone.
As if he had not expected Song Qingwu to be so frank, Cheng Kou was slightly stunned, and then he answered slowly: "He... is very good to me."
"Mom was against it before because it was for your own good. Don't blame me, right?"
Cheng Kou said excitedly: "How is it possible..."
"Did your father tell you about Qin Su?"
Cheng Kou nodded, still sighing when he thought of Qin Su.
Song Qingwu also felt sad for a while before she said, "It's a pity for Qin Su... When I saw her in the hospital that year when she was sick, I thought of how my sister looked when she passed away. Qin Su was still a little girl at that time, but who would have thought that she would get such a difficult-to-treat disease at such a young age."
"Koubao." Song Qingwu stroked her daughter's long black hair with a gentle look in her eyes. "Mom believes in your choice this time. Since you have chosen Su Yan, I will support you."
Cheng Kou bit her lip, her eyes gradually turned red, and like a little child, she hugged her mother and wouldn't let go.
She knew that Song Qingwu was still a little hesitant about Su Yan, but she chose to compromise for her sake.
After acting cute enough in front of her mother, Cheng Kou tiptoed out of the door and happened to run into Su Yan who was closing the study door.
He pointed inside and whispered, "Uncle Cheng said he wanted to take a nap."
Cheng Kou nodded and asked him, "Did you win?"
She was well aware of Cheng's father's chess skills, and Su Yan had won first place in the Mingyuan Middle School chess competition when he was in high school, so it was easy to guess who was better.
Unexpectedly, Su Yan shook his head and said, "Lost."
Cheng Kou: “…”
Because the other party was Cheng Kou's father, he could turn a blind eye even when there was an opportunity to take advantage of him.
Although Mr. Cheng was in a good mood, he probably knew in his heart that he was deliberately letting him win.
The summer afternoon sun shone through the window onto the two of them. Su Yan took the person in his arms, and the matter that had been weighing on his mind for a long time was finally settled.
Cheng Kou's parents will become his relatives in the future, and his ideas are very simple.
—For you, I am willing to give up and not win.