CHAPTER 274: CHAPTER 274: I’LL COOK FOR YOU (THIRD UPDATE)

In terms of appearance, Mo Siyu’s features were strikingly handsome and cold. As for height, he stood at 1.8 meters tall and wore a crisp white shirt, which made him look very smart. He earned quite a lot driving in the fleet and was said to be highly valued by the boss.

Mo Siyu’s mother was extremely fond of Xiao Yue.

Thinking it over, there were indeed no faults to pick with Mo Siyu, even if Tang Zhengde wanted to nitpick.

The gifts brought by the Mo Family were also very sincere. Not to mention, just the two bottles of Moutai and two cartons of Zhonghua Cigarette were worth quite a lot. Not to mention the other items, which were in pairs, not missing anything that should be there for a marriage proposal.

Tang Zhengde’s expression eased somewhat; at least the Mo Family took Xiao Yue very seriously.

Zhang Hualian invited everyone to sit down. Despite knowing their intentions, Zhang Hualian still felt uneasy somehow.

Mo Xiaolin was passionate, and Zheng Chunhong was sweet-tongued. After the initial pleasantries, Zheng Chunhong went straight to the point, saying, "Sister Hualian, here’s the thing, my nephew is very outstanding. Xiaolin has always been worried about his marriage prospects, and now he’s twenty-five and still unmarried. Many people want to form a marital alliance with the Mo Family, but Si Yu has never agreed."

Smiling brightly, Zheng Chunhong continued, "I hear that Xiao Yue has just finished her college entrance exams. Her grades at Number One High School were outstanding. I was told Xiao Yue wants to attend Beijing University? In the future, she’ll be a university student in Jing City. Coincidentally, my Si Yu also works in Jing City. Look, the two of them are quite fated to be together."

Zhang Hualian smiled but didn’t engage in the conversation.

Zheng Chunhong continued to praise, after talking up Tang Yue, she began to boast about Mo Siyu, listing the honors he received in the fleet. When she got to the part about him being a manager.

Wang Aihua, who sat to the side, asked in surprise, "What exactly does this manager role entail?"

When Wang Aihua first saw Mo Siyu, she was astounded; she thought he would be a classmate of Tang Mingli, probably from a not-so-wealthy family or not particularly good-looking.

But upon seeing Mo Siyu, if he wasn’t called good-looking, then there were no good-looking men at all.

Looking at the gifts brought by the Mo Family, Wang Aihua was in awe. She had never seen such fine gifts brought for a marriage proposal before.

They were soon to make a marriage proposal to the Guo Family, but the gifts they prepared paled in comparison to the Mo Family’s.

Zheng Chunhong immediately explained that not just anyone could be a manager; Mo Siyu was in charge of several dozen people.

Upon hearing this, Wang Aihua let go of her previous assumption that Tang Zhengde wanted to marry off Tang Yue as soon as possible. In her heart, she wondered why the Tang family’s luck was so good, even the marriage prospects for an adopted daughter were so favorable.

Compared to the Guo Family, Wang Aihua became even more disdainful and picky.

"Aihua, come help me out," Tang Zhengyuan suddenly stood up and pulled Wang Aihua away.

Wang Aihua wanted to say something, but Tang Zhengyuan didn’t give her the chance.

This little interlude did not affect anyone. Zheng Chunhong already knew what kind of person Wang Aihua was, and moreover, the Mo Family’s marriage proposal to Tang Zhengde’s family really had little to do with Wang Aihua.

"Big sis, if Brother Mo dares to bully you later, I’ll stand up for you," said Tang Jun, knowing that the Mo Family had come to propose. He and Tang Yue were helping out in the kitchen. Tang Jun said earnestly, waving his little fists, as if afraid that Tang Yue would be shortchanged.

"All right, Xiao Jun, you need to try your best, otherwise, you might not even be able to beat him," laughed Tang Yue. Tang Zhengde and the others were discussing serious matters, so the kitchen was busy with her.

A marriage arrangement, she was about to be engaged to Mo Siyu.

Sounds of her parents and the Mo Family chatting and the laughter from the living room drifted around, making Tang Yue feel like she was in a dream.

In the past life, Tang Zhengde was no longer around, and life at home was extremely tough. She insisted on marrying Wu Xinming; Zhang Hualian fell ill, and both Tang Jun and she were too young to understand anything, leaving their home cold and desolate, nowhere near as joyful and harmonious as it was now.

"Big sis, don’t worry, I will definitely work hard in my training," Tang Jun asserted, not willing to give in.

Tang Yue smiled, replying, "I trust you."

Tang Yue was focused on cooking, and she put to use all her best culinary skills. By the time Tang Zhengde entered the kitchen, the dishes were nearly finished.

"Hmm," Tang Zhengde, noticing the food Tang Yue had made, felt a deeper sense of nostalgia, saying, "Xiao Yue, I’ve never tasted your cooking before."

"Dad, we always ate in the restaurant, and it was you who made everything. I never had a chance to show off," she replied with a beaming smile. "Besides, the dishes Dad makes are the tastiest. Look, I’ve left a few major dishes for Dad to work his magic on."

"Always so sweet-talking."

Tang Zhengde instantly broke into laughter. His daughter’s compliments delighted him far more than making money.

The lunch was incredibly rich, and knowing that many of the dishes were prepared by Tang Yue, the Mo Family lavished praises upon her.

Mo Siyu, noticing that Tang Yue hadn’t come to the table yet, took the opportunity while washing his hands to secretly ask, "Xiao Yue, aren’t you eating with us?"

"I’ll be there in a bit," Tang Yue replied, her heart fluttering and face blushing whenever she saw Mo Siyu, perhaps because they were about to get engaged.

"Hmm, I’ll wait to taste it and see which dishes you made," Mo Siyu said.

"If you can’t tell which ones, then I won’t cook for you in the future," Tang Yue said, glancing at him.

Mo Siyu seized the moment to ask, "Then, after we go to Beijing, will you cook for me?"

Before Tang Yue could answer, Mo Siyu quickly added, "No, no, that won’t do. Your beautiful hands... it would be such a pity to have them cook all the time. Next time, you teach me, and I’ll cook for you."

The two exchanged these whispered words, thinking they were undetected, but Zhang Hualian heard it all clearly. She thought it wasn’t proper for them to be alone together so she specifically came over to call them, only to overhear this private conversation.

If Zhang Hualian was eighty percent satisfied with Mo Siyu before, now she was completely satisfied.

By lunchtime, Zhang Hualian’s attitude was much warmer than before, and the way a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law was filled with increasing approval.

When the Mo Family left, the engagement date had been chosen: the eighteenth of the sixth month in the Lunar Calendar, which is the twentieth of July in the Solar Calendar.

Tang Zhengde kept muttering whether this was too soon.

Zhang Hualian secretly recounted the scene in the kitchen to Tang Zhengde, who suggested, "Next time Mo Siyu comes over, I’ll have him learn to cook with me."

Zhang Hualian: "..."

He’s someone who manages dozens of people, and you want him to learn cooking? Zhang Hualian couldn’t help but feel it was far-fetched.

Tang Zhengde really took this to heart, and during dinner, Granny Tang, beaming with joy, said, "Xiao Yue has good judgment. This marriage with the Mo Family is a great match."