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“The most important thing is that Mother Lu likes it,” Mo Qinghuan replied with a smile.

Seeing the deep affection between the two, Mother Lu sighed with satisfaction, “Yucheng, Qinghuan, seeing you both so sweet makes me truly happy. The next important thing is for Qinghuan to give our Lu family a big, healthy grandson. Then I could die without regrets.”

“Mother, don’t talk about dying out of the blue. You need to live a long life so we can have the chance to be filial,” Mo Qinghuan responded, feeling a pang of sympathy for Mother Lu’s words.

Lu Yucheng chimed in, “Qinghuan, it seems you didn’t catch the hidden meaning in Mom’s words. She’s eager to have a grandchild. If we fulfill her wish quickly, she won’t be thinking about dying anytime soon. She’ll be too busy enjoying her time with the grandchild.”

“Exactly, exactly. That’s my son, seeing right through my thoughts,” Mother Lu echoed Lu Yucheng, leaving Mo Qinghuan feeling a bit pressured. It was one thing for Lu Yucheng to encourage Little Bun to ask for a little brother, but now even Mother Lu was joining their team?

As the three enjoyed their cheerful moment, Father Lu, who seemed out of place in this scene, coughed impatiently and said, “Yucheng is still young. Having children can wait. Right now, his career should be the priority. If I had always prioritized having children back then, the Lu family wouldn’t have such a large business, and there wouldn’t be a shortage of siblings competing for the family assets.”

Father Lu’s words made Mother Lu and Lu Yucheng exchange glances, both feeling that his comments were out of place in the current atmosphere, so they chose to ignore him.

“Father Lu makes a valid point. The company is busy right now and needs Yucheng. As for children, we should let nature take its course,” Mo Qinghuan wisely smoothed things over, noticing Mother Lu and Lu Yucheng deliberately ignoring Father Lu. She felt that Father Lu, who seemed cold and distant, was quite pitiful.

Despite Father Lu’s harsh attitude since she arrived, Mo Qinghuan endured it for Lu Yucheng’s sake, hoping Father Lu would eventually see her merits and stop being so confrontational.

At the dinner table, since it was Lu Yucheng’s first time bringing Mo Qinghuan home, Mother Lu had the chef prepare a full table of dishes, mainly seafood. She placed a shrimp in Mo Qinghuan’s bowl and explained, “Our villa is near the seaside, so the seafood is very fresh. It’s all caught by local fishermen. Qinghuan, eat more.”

“Thank you, Mother Lu. I’ll try to eat until I’m full,” Mo Qinghuan replied, maintaining her composure and elegance while dining, not at all inferior to wealthy heiresses with high education.

Seeing this, Mother Lu gave Father Lu a meaningful glance, as if reminding him of Mo Qinghuan’s good manners. However, Father Lu saw her as cunning from the start. A woman this clever marrying into the Lu family surely had motives beyond Lu Yucheng himself-likely money.

Coupled with his dissatisfaction with her showbiz background, Father Lu was even less likely to see Mo Qinghuan’s merits or like her. Throughout the meal, he maintained a stern face, creating an atmosphere where no one dared speak or even breathe loudly.

Finally, after finishing the meal in such a tense atmosphere, Mo Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, ready to rest. But Mother Lu remembered something and took her hand, saying, “Oh, my memory! Qinghuan, I was so happy about your visit that I forgot the gift I prepared for you. Come with me.”

“Mother Lu, you don’t have to be so formal,” Mo Qinghuan looked to Lu Yucheng for help, unsure whether to accept the gift.

Lu Yucheng smiled warmly and said, “Since it’s Mom’s heartfelt gesture, Qinghuan, don’t refuse.”

With Lu Yucheng’s encouragement, Mo Qinghuan reluctantly agreed and went upstairs with Mother Lu. Meanwhile, downstairs, Father Lu looked sternly at Lu Yucheng, his dissatisfaction with Mo Qinghuan reaching a peak, “Is this the woman you chose? A gold digger clearly after the Lu family’s wealth?”

“Father, how can you say that about Qinghuan?” Lu Yucheng was surprised Father Lu still misunderstood that the high-end gifts were bought with his money, despite his explanations.

Lu Yucheng’s constant defense of Mo Qinghuan only fueled Father Lu’s anger. He stood up, walked over with his cane, and glared at Lu Yucheng, saying, “A truly well-mannered woman wouldn’t have so many tricks. I’ve never misjudged anyone in my life. Yucheng, if you don’t turn back now, you’ll end up ruined by this woman!”

“She’s the woman I love. Even if she wanted to ruin me, I’d willingly accept it. But I believe that day will never come. Father, you’re worrying too much. If you observe Qinghuan with an open mind, you’ll see countless virtues in her.”

The mere difference in background led Father Lu to harbor such hostility toward Mo Qinghuan, making Lu Yucheng feel sorry for her. She had worked hard to prepare gifts and spoke cautiously with Father Lu and Mother Lu, yet Father Lu remained unappreciative.

“You must be crazy,” Father Lu couldn’t believe Lu Yucheng’s response, realizing he underestimated his son’s love for Mo Qinghuan. Yet, he trampled on this love with his experience, sarcastically saying:

“Ancients said, ‘Women and petty men are hard to raise.’ Yucheng, I see you’re blinded by that woman. I didn’t force you to continue seeing Miss Lin, thinking you’d eventually understand my intentions. But you stubbornly announced your marriage. Do you even consider me your father?”

“Father, Qinghuan is truly unique. Can’t you trust my judgment just once? I’m no longer a child who thinks someone is good just because they give me candy. I love her and want to live with her. Didn’t you ever fall for someone when you were young?”

Lu Yucheng’s question startled Father Lu. His second marriage was no secret; Lu Yucheng knew from a young age. Before marrying Mother Lu, Father Lu had a previous marriage, full of love and sweetness, but it ended abruptly with his wife’s untimely death, leaving him heartbroken. He later met Mother Lu, married for the first time, and had Lu Yucheng.

His words reminded Father Lu of the woman buried deep in his heart, like a hidden pain being harshly exposed. Father Lu became furious and reprimanded:

“Who gave you the right to speak to me like this? You’ve lost all respect. Since marrying that actress, you’ve learned nothing good, only increasing my disappointment. You’ve truly let me down!”