At noon, Zhang Yang returned from his heart-to-heart talk with Pei Xiaoru, and Pei Xiaoru seemed like a completely different person.
She had originally been an open and generous girl, but now she was somewhat shy and bashful, looking every bit like a woman in love.
Papa Pei and Mama Pei saw it all and were delighted inside.
"Uncle, Auntie, since you're here, stay a few more days and have some fun." Zhang Yang raised his glass and toasted Papa Pei at the table.
"No, no, there are still things to handle at home." Papa Pei's face was flushed from drinking, and his voice was hearty.
They had originally come with a mission, their hearts heavy the whole way, but neither of them had ever dreamed that things would take such an unexpected turn for the better.
Just look at the son-in-law before them—his looks, his bearing.
And the boldness to casually spend millions.
To say something perhaps not quite appropriate, this was simply a blessing their family must have earned in a previous life.
"Well, my worthy son-in-law, her mother and I discussed it carefully, and we think you should still take that money back. It wouldn't be right. We'll buy the house ourselves," Papa Pei said again.
Mama Pei beside him nodded repeatedly.
"That's right, we can't take this money. How could we take your money? As long as you treat Xiaoru well, we'll be at ease. Nothing else is necessary."
"Uncle, Auntie, there's no need to stand on ceremony over this money. It's only buying a house. I'll have to trouble you to help look around some more when you get back—just treat it as a gift from me to Xiaoru." Zhang Yang shook his head with a smile.
After several rounds of pushing it back and