To make up for the debt owed to Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Lin Qingping's stunned expression gradually returned to normal, and she finally understood why the dean's wife had come to see her today. She couldn't help but ask with a smile, "So, you mean you want to find a son-in-law?"

“No,” Lu Yi said. “Our family isn’t that domineering. That would be disrespectful to Zhiyuan and your family. It’s just that Zhiyuan is our ideal son-in-law, and we’ve also considered your family’s financial situation. So, for the sake of our children’s happiness, our family will take on everything and make arrangements for your retirement.”

Lin Qingping understood perfectly by this point.

Clearly, it wasn't just the parents who favored Zhiyuan; the girl probably also liked him very much, but Zhiyuan himself didn't like her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed her to "pull strings."

Lin Qingping felt a pang of emotion. This dean's wife truly loved her daughter and was willing to go to any lengths to get what her daughter wanted. Putting aside the woman's somewhat arrogant and domineering attitude, the family was still quite good. Their willingness to disregard personal gain for their daughter's happiness at least showed good intentions. However, Zhiyuan's wishes were ultimately the most important.

This is the hospital director's wife. Zhiyuan will be working at the hospital in the future, so she didn't want to say anything unpleasant. She just smiled and said politely, "Ms. Lu, times have changed. The old idea of ​​parents arranging marriages is no longer popular. Marriage should be based on the children's own wishes."

Lu Yi said, "That's not how it works, Zhiyuan's mother. Young people are naive and think too simply about important life decisions. It's best for parents to guide them."

After saying this, seeing that Lin Qingping just smiled and seemed unmoved, he made a judgment in his mind: this family must be ignorant of the ways of the world and do not know how much wealth and honor it is for Zhiyuan to become their son-in-law.

So Lu Yi continued, “Zhiyuan’s mother, you live in a small county in the south and don’t know the difference between yourselves and those in big cities. You think that running a small business and having a little money is the best you can do, and that having a relative with a small house in the capital is the best you can do. But Zhiyuan can’t live at his aunt’s house forever. Have you ever thought about how he feels living under someone else’s roof? As long as he becomes our son-in-law, I will buy a villa for the young couple to live in separately, and I will also buy you a small house in the capital for your retirement. You won’t have to stay at your child’s aunt’s house every time you come. Even the closest relatives will have conflicts in the long run.”

These words made it seem as if Lu Yi was quite worldly-wise. However, Lin Qingping didn't quite understand. After several twists and turns in her mind, she finally realized that the Dean's wife thought that the place she was currently living in belonged to Aunt Zhiyuan, and that Zhiyuan and she were staying at his aunt's place in the capital.

How should I answer this? I can't exactly say, "Thank you, I have a whole stack of property deeds in the capital," can I?

Lin Qingping isn't usually this high-profile...

Moreover, due to Gu Juncheng's profession, she has always been very low-key.

Lin Qingping didn't want to embarrass the dean's wife, so she politely insisted on her stance, saying, "Ms. Lu, thank you for your kindness and for your appreciation of Zhiyuan. However, when it comes to marriage, our family still insists on respecting the child's wishes. Zhiyuan can decide for himself."

Lin Qingping stood up. "I have something to do, so I won't keep you company any longer. I'll call a car for you and take you home."

"No need!" Lu Yi was a little angry at Lin Qingping's lack of appreciation. "I drove here myself!" He got up and walked out. How could someone be so stubborn?

Lin Qingping looked at the two bags she had left behind and reminded her, "Ms. Lu, you forgot your things."

Lu Yi turned around and said contemptuously, "Here it is for you. If you don't want it, just throw it away. We're all fishmongers. Look at how your family sells fish, and then look at how other companies sell fish. Compare them and broaden your horizons!"

Lin Qingping looked at the packaging: ??? Isn't this our company's product? Two boxes of sea cucumber, two boxes of fish maw, and the words "Lin Yang Seafood" are clearly visible on the boxes.

Seeing that Lu Yi had already walked out, Lin Qingping still picked up the two bags and four boxes and chased after him.

Lu Yi had already reached the car when he saw Lin Qingping chasing after him with the things in her arms, still with that arrogant attitude. "I told you, you don't need them. These things may be considered high-end goods for you, but they are something we can afford to eat every day. I told you to take them and do whatever you want with them."

After saying that, Lu Yi opened the car door and casually added a sarcastic remark to Lin Qingping, "If Zhiyuan could become my son-in-law, I would immediately buy him a car like mine. Why would he have to drive this beat-up little car to work every day?"

To be honest, when she saw Zhiyuan driving a car worth over 100,000 yuan to work, she felt sorry for him and thought it was shabby. Compared to Xue Ning's car, Zhiyuan's car was not even worthy of being compared!

Lin Qingping had no intention of offending her, so she just smiled and said, "Our Zhiyuan drives his own car and walks his own path. He has his own destiny. I still thank you for your favor towards him."

After saying that, Lin Qingping stuffed the two bags into the car and immediately turned and left.

With two large bags on his lap, Lu Yi was furious. Finally, looking at Lin Qingping's back, he sneered, "Fine, she's ungrateful. She doesn't even appreciate good things!"

After saying that, he placed the two gift boxes on the passenger seat and drove back.

When Zhiyuan returned that evening, Lin Qingping naturally asked him about it.

Zhiyuan was also surprised to find his way home and felt very apologetic, "Mom, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

“It’s only right that I worry, but I need to know what you’re thinking,” Lin Qingping asked him. After all, he was the hospital director’s daughter, and Zhiyuan worked at the hospital, so he had to be careful in his actions.

"Mom, I... I really didn't mean that. I'm also very careful about keeping my distance and boundaries..." Zhiyuan said helplessly.

“Her father is still the hospital director…” Lin Qingping thought for a moment, “Why don’t we switch to another hospital? There are plenty of good hospitals in the capital.”

“Mom, I have a service period,” Zhiyuan said.

"How much compensation do you want? We'll pay it." Lin Qingping's philosophy on raising children is very simple and straightforward: My children are not here to suffer, but to enjoy life. They should live life however they feel comfortable. Since they are not happy here, let's go somewhere else.

"Mom..." Zhiyuan felt both touched and amused. "There are interpersonal skills to learn everywhere. I can't keep changing places. It's okay, I can handle it myself. I'm just afraid of bothering you. If something like this happens again, you can just call me."

"Are you really okay?" Lin Qingping stared at him.

"It's alright, don't worry. My son is all grown up now. If he can't even handle this little thing, how could he be considered decent?" Zhiyuan reassured her.

Lin Qingping pursed her lips, clearly disagreeing. "What your dad said is true: even when you're eighty, you'll still be our son. What's with all this talk about growing up!"