Chapter 457: Chapter 457
Wang Junchen’s thin lips slightly curled, a look of suspicion on his face.
Without even a greeting, he rushed over at this hour — surely this wasn’t a trivial matter.
At this moment, the two of them were extremely close to the position of the butler standing by the staircase on the first floor, just turning the corner to see, yet he had just yelled loudly.
This was clearly a reminder to Wang Junchen and Ye Wanhua that there was a situation downstairs.
Ye Wanhua couldn’t help but feel nervous.
"Ah Jun, let me down quickly."
Wang Junchen merely smiled lightly and instead held her tighter, quickly walking up to the butler.
The butler nodded, "In the dining room."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Junchen, already carrying Ye Wanhua, headed to the dining room; he was very annoyed that their sweet moment had been interrupted.
As they approached, he still took his wife into account, not wanting to make her uncomfortable, and gently put her down, holding her hand as they entered.
His own wife, of course, was to be cherished by himself.
You reluctantly accepted her for Tang Mei, I could also endure your inconsistency for her.
Sure enough, Wang Junchen hadn’t even reached the dining table when he already saw the mahogany box placed next to his father, Wang Jinhui.
The carving was exquisite, the patterns extremely beautiful.
Ye Wanhua politely greeted him; Wang Jinhui did not speak, but he also smiled and nodded, handing the wooden box to her.
"Tang Mei sent it for you, take it."
Upon opening it, inside was a vintage ruby necklace, extremely luxurious, each stone dazzling.
Ye Wanhua couldn’t help but feel at a loss.
She glanced at her husband, then gently lifted the necklace, her eyes unable to hide her surprise.
As the manager and chief designer of Wanhua Jewelry, Ye Wanhua had seen all kinds of jewelry, but this necklace was just too unique.
The craftsmanship was intricate and exquisite, simply perfect.
Meanwhile, the servant had also served Wang Jinhui his rice and pig’s trotter soup and silently left the dining room at the butler’s gesture.
"Dad, this is... too precious!"
Wang Jinhui smiled slightly: "Keep it."
"But Dad, it’s too valuable, it’s very beautiful, I feel a bit..." Ye Wanhua hesitated.
She wanted to say she felt unworthy, as she had never given Tang Mei any proper gifts, only made a few snacks and helped tidy up the small vegetable garden, all trivial matters.
"If you like it, just accept it."
Ye Wanhua smiled and closed the wooden box.
It was too delicate, as if handmade, truly beautiful! It was a pity that there was no mark left, not knowing which master it was from?
Indeed, there are always people outside people, heavens beyond heavens!
"Ok, thank you, Dad. Please thank Aunt Tang for me, I really love it, it’s so beautiful!"
Wang Jinhui nodded: "Okay."
He looked at his father in astonishment, thinking he was trying to buy favor? Did he think this could make up for everything?
But before he could start his sarcasm, Wang Jinhui added happily, "Tomorrow I and Tang Mei will get our certificate, and then she will be my wife."
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Wang Junchen’s expression completely darkened, and he glared at his father fiercely: "I don’t agree."
The air in the dining room suddenly became still.
Father and son faced each other, both looking worse than the other, neither willing to give in.
Ah Jun, what’s wrong with you?
A few days ago... when Xiao Wan refused me, it sounded like you agreed, didn’t you?
Was that just to appease me?
Wang Jinhui wanted to explode in anger, but remembering Tang Mei’s advice, he suppressed it and answered calmly: "I didn’t come here today to seek your opinion, just to inform you."
Ye Wanhua saw trouble brewing and quickly tried to smooth things over with a smile, serving Wang Jinhui a piece of spare rib.
"Dad, this is a happy occasion! That’s great! When do you think would be a good day? Should we have a dinner party and invite everyone to celebrate?"
Ye Wanhua sincerely wished Tang Mei and Wang Jinhui happiness in their later years.
"No need, we’ll just have the wedding directly."
Wang Junchen snorted coldly and stood up straight, his face wearing an intimidating smile.
When your mother was alive, you didn’t even give her a proper status, you weren’t even there for the birth of your child, letting her leave this world in despair. And now, when you are nearly buried in the ground, you are getting married to another woman.
Do you think I, your son, am just for show?
"My mother’s name was Tang Canshan, not just any random woman who can be replaced."
He emphasized the words "random woman" with particular harshness.
All right, you want to upset me on purpose, then I’ll make sure you’re not happy about it.
If it weren’t for the fact that his wife was pregnant and couldn’t handle too much stress, he would have flipped the table, given his usual temper.
To think you could replace my mother, in your dreams!
Wang Jinhui trembled with anger; how could he have fathered such an unreasonable son?
Just as Wang Jinhui was about to lose his temper, Ye Wanhua quickly grabbed hold of Wang Junchen: "Ah Jun!"
Upon hearing her, Wang Junchen immediately adjusted his emotions and looked tenderly at his wife: "What’s wrong, Ah Hua, do you feel uncomfortable?"
"I’m hungry, let’s eat."
Of course, he listened to his wife.
He smiled and nodded, sitting back down.
Following that, Ye Wanhua looked toward her father-in-law, Wang Jinhui, with a complex expression.
She couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for him.
Who doesn’t want a companion? The days alone are so hard—to not even have someone to talk to.
"Dad, I think... Ah Jun didn’t mean it that way, he just doesn’t know how to express himself sometimes... Here, try this fish. Ah Jun knows you love it, which is why he learnt cooking from someone in the past... He really respects you, truly."
While saying this, Ye Wanhua held onto Wang Junchen’s hand tightly, fearing he might get up and leave and signaled the butler to move the bass closer to Wang Jinhui.
But Wang Jinhui’s face was filled with disappointment.
He lost all desire to eat the fish. He thought providing the old house to his daughter-in-law would have resolved his son’s grudge, but it seemed it hadn’t.
Tang Canshan, Tang Canshan!
Son, do you even know who Tang Canshan is?
All these years, I have never once let your mother down, it has always been her.
Father and son seemed to communicate telepathically in that moment, their eyes suddenly meeting, but lacking warmth.
"Take care of yourself during the pregnancy. Let me know if you need anything," Wang Jinhui said softly as he slowly stood up.
Ye Wanhua: Has father-in-law figured it out?
Wang Junchen: What’s going on?
As the couple looked on in surprise, Wang Jinhui quickly left the dining room.
Seeing this, the butler hurriedly followed, respectfully opening the car door for Wang Jinhui and watching until the small sedan exited the gates of the old house before returning.
He knew he couldn’t avoid a scolding, but couldn’t figure out who might have leaked the news.
An hour later, at 66 Chunlei Street.
In the tea house, Tang Xiaowan sat beside Leng Lingxiao, looking troubled. Even though the table was filled with her favorite fruits and chocolates, she had no interest at the moment.
She had just heard the great news that her grandmother was registering to marry Wang Jinhui tomorrow.
Naturally, she was happy, as she truly wished for her grandmother to have her own happiness in her later years, but there was something she needed to clarify in advance.
"Whatever you are thinking... just say it," Tang Mei said with a smile after sipping her tea, looking at Tang Xiaowan.
She knew her granddaughter well.
"I can openly call him ’grandfather’ now, which I’m actually quite happy about, but, can I not call Ye Wanhua..."
"That won’t do, you can’t disregard manners."
Tang Xiaowan frowned and pouted, then quickly turned her head to look at Leng Lingxiao, who was tasting his tea.
Her look clearly said: Help me!