Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

There is a vast manor in the green mountains and waters of Hong Kong City. Looking down on the whole from the air, it should be designed by a famous architect. It not only has the basic charm of Chinese architecture, but also some details of Western architecture, which are combined harmoniously.

An extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove into the manor.

In the car, Meng Jiuan held Zhu Baishao's hand, kissed her hand, and asked softly, "Are you nervous? It's okay, my family has been looking forward to seeing you."

Zhu Baishao wore a lavender cheongsam today, which was embroidered with exquisite and intricate dark orchids. It was a dignified and solemn color, but she wore it in a graceful and luxurious way, and the surging waves could hardly be concealed.

She blinked her long eyelashes, played with Meng Jiuan's Buddhist beads in her hand, and smiled, "I'm not nervous because I know you will protect me."

Watching the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows relax, Meng Jiuan touched her face, and his throat tightened involuntarily.

I really like her so much, I want to hide her...

The car stopped at this time, and Meng Jiuan got out first. Looking at the many family members who came to the door of the hall to greet him, a warm look flashed in his eyes.

It’s great that his family also gives corresponding respect and attention to the people he cherishes.

Zhu Baishao was protected by Meng Jiuan as she got out of the car. Then she saw a sea of ​​people, all staring at her.

Zhu Baishao: ...

She thought that the Meng family was a big family, but she didn't expect so many people to come today. She was afraid that Meng Jiuan's aunts and uncles were also here.

She was wearing a cheongsam, standing tall and graceful, and her swaying figure when she walked made her look not only worldly-wise but also elegant and luxurious.

Grandpa Meng Jiuan nodded secretly in his heart. He felt that this granddaughter-in-law had some ancient charm, which was unconsciously revealed in her behavior and actions. When he was young, she would be a real lady from a noble family.

Meng Yi, who was in the crowd, felt very uncomfortable listening to his mother and other relatives praising Zhu Baishao's outstanding temperament and extraordinary beauty.

"Woo woo woo, mom, that girl was almost your daughter-in-law!"

Today was not the first time that Meng Mu met Zhu Baishao, but it was the first time she met her as the future mother-in-law. She also dressed up seriously and happened to be wearing a cheongsam, but the color was different. Hers was a more calm navy blue.

At this time, she stepped forward and held Zhu Baishao's hand. Zhu Baishao lowered his head slightly to listen to her. Then she took Meng Jiuan, who was left behind by the two of them, with her. It seemed as if Zhu Baishao was returning home with her son-in-law.

Father Meng looked at this scene, his brows twitched, and a smile appeared on his usually serious face.

He and his mother Meng had wanted a daughter for a long time, and this daughter-in-law felt no different from a daughter.

Zhu Baishao was held by Meng's mother's hand and recognized everyone one by one. She then received countless gifts and naturally saw Meng Yi.

Seeing Meng Yi's frustrated and disappointed eyes, Zhu Baishao smiled and said softly, "Look, I told you a long time ago that I am your future aunt."

Seeing Meng Yi's gloomy face, Meng Yi's mother immediately hit him. Meng Yi had no choice but to call her aunt reluctantly.

Zhu Baishao took out the prepared red envelope from her bag and handed it to him, which contained a check for 60 yuan.

The Meng family was very generous to her, so she couldn't pretend to be blind to it.

Before eating, Zhu Baishao pulled Meng Jiuan's sleeve, leaned over to his ear and said, "Didn't I promise grandpa before that I would cook for him... Take me to the kitchen..."

Meng Jiuan also whispered: "How can I ask you to cook for the first time you come? The chef in the kitchen is a famous chef hired by my mother..."

"Oh, I've promised you before, you can't let me go back on my word, right?" Zhu Baishao placed her hand on the sofa and gently pinched his thigh.

Meng Jiuan held down her mischievous hand and kissed her on the forehead, "Okay, okay, okay."

Then they stood up, said hello to their elders, and took her hand and walked out of the living room.

Looking at the backs of the two people holding hands, Meng's mother sighed: "What a perfect match."

Then he nudged Father Meng with his elbow and snorted, "Were you worried about Shaoshao's background before? Look at how she handled it just now. She seemed to be at ease. How is she worse than those rich girls you mentioned?"

"Humph, anyway, I have decided on this daughter-in-law."

Father Meng couldn't help feeling a little ashamed. He had only heard from Mother Meng that Zhu Baishao was found by her at that kind of place with money, and he had some prejudices from her first impression. It turned out that meeting someone in person was better than hearing about them. Today, he found that she was actually a pretty good person.

When grandpa saw the sweet dishes brought by the nanny, his eyes widened a little. You know, he hasn't eaten any sweets since he fainted some time ago.

Mother Meng's expression changed immediately. As soon as she started to get angry, Meng Jiuan came over to explain, "Mom, these dishes are all sweet and low in sugar. I asked the family doctor, and he said that grandpa can eat some. Shao Shao specially cooked them. They are her love."

After hearing this, Meng Mu finally felt relieved. She turned to look at Zhu Baishao and said apologetically, "Shaoshao, you are so thoughtful. It's me who was too nervous..."

Zhu Baishao smiled softly, radiating beauty, "You are just concerned about grandpa's health. It's okay."

Grandpa cleared his throat and said, "Okay, okay, stop talking and eat!"

As he said this, he picked up the sweet dish, fearing that it would be taken away by Meng's mother again.

Everyone started eating. Meng Jiuan did not shy away from everyone and asked in a gentle voice in front of the elders at home: "You are pregnant, and you can't eat cold crabs. Can I peel shrimp for you?"

Zhu Baishao retracted her gaze that had unconsciously drifted to the butter crab and nodded gently, "You are so nice."

A smile flashed in Meng Jiuan's eyes. He didn't even wear gloves. He just used his bare hands, with his bony fingers flipping, and peeled a shrimp without any movement.

The shrimps on the table are whiteleg shrimps, which are famous for their juicy, tender meat, sweetness and smoothness. They are rich in nutrients and suitable for pregnant women.

It was specially prepared by Meng Mu.

Meng Jiuan peeled one and Zhu Baishao ate one, and they cooperated perfectly.

From time to time, people at the table stole glances at the two of them, their eyes full of disbelief and curiosity, and they sighed in their hearts that Meng Jiuan was really in trouble.

When Meng's mother saw this scene, the smile on her face became even more prosperous. Her teaching to her son was not in vain. He learned everything he should learn.

Then she turned her head and looked at Meng's father, who was eating a piece of pork ribs. The smile on Meng's mother's mouth became more and more subtle. One hand slowly dropped down, stretched to the side, and twisted Meng's father's waist.

Caught off guard, the soft flesh on Meng's waist was twisted, and his pupils suddenly shrank. If he hadn't been chewing food and hadn't been accustomed to years of dining etiquette, he would have sworn.

When he turned his head, he met Meng's mother's eyes, which were half-smiling and half-gesturing towards her son. Meng's father was displeased.

I gave birth to an unlucky child, and now he has implicated his father.

Father Meng picked up a piece of yellow croaker meat with chopsticks and gave it to Mother Meng, saying with a smile: "Here, your favorite yellow croaker, have some."

Mother Meng: "..."

Am I missing this chopstick of yellow croaker? If I want to eat it, I can pick it up myself!