Chapter 42 – “Hurry Up and Marry Her Already!”

Wang Mei had promised Ye Donglai that she’d help him save face in front of Ye Fei’s girlfriend— to create an illusion of a harmonious, loving marriage.

So the poor girl wouldn’t be scared off.

So Wang Mei smiled and said, “Okay, hubby, I’ll go get it for you.”

But in her heart, she grumbled, Old Ye, once our son and his girlfriend leave, We’ll close the door, and I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t forget.

“All right then.”

Comrade Ye Donglai kept pushing his luck. “What are you standing there for? Pour the wine for your lord!”

“You!” Wang Mei glared at him, as if to say, Say one more word like that, I dare you.

But this was a matter of a man’s pride.

Old Ye wasn’t backing down.

For once, he got to be the tough guy.

Even if tomorrow were the end of the world,

At least tonight, he was going to enjoy himself.

Just then, Zheng Wanqing stood up and said, “Auntie, you sit—I’ll pour for Uncle and my husband…”

She nearly said “husband.”

Luckily, she caught herself just in time.

“I mean, I’ll pour the wine.”

Wang Mei quickly waved her hands. “Oh no, how could we let a guest do something like that?”

“It’s really okay.”

After pouring the wine, Zheng Wanqing sat back down.

The more Wang Mei looked at her, the more she liked her.

This girl, she thought, even though she comes from money, there’s not a single trace of spoiled behavior.

She’s gentle, thoughtful, and treats my son so well.

No, I must have a talk with my son later—he needs to marry her immediately.

And give me a grandson, too. That would be perfect.

Wang Mei was already lost in her happy little daydream, completely forgetting everything else around her.

“Mei!”

“The fish in the pot is about to burn! What are you spacing out for?”

“Hurry up and bring it over to the kids.”

Snapping out of it, Wang Mei said, “Oh right! I’m on it.”

“Auntie made you some fish—try it and tell me how it tastes.”

The whole evening, the atmosphere was warm and cheerful.

Wang Mei kept asking Zheng Wanqing about her life, and even shared some embarrassing stories from Ye Fei’s childhood.

Ye Fei didn’t even bother protesting.

They say mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law usually don’t get along— that there are always inevitable generational gaps and conflicts.

But these two?

They were chatting like they were real mother and daughter.

It seemed Zheng Wanqing’s worries were unnecessary.

Not only did her mother-in-law not dislike her— She adored her.

The next day at lunch, when Ye Fei returned home, Wang Mei pulled him aside.

“Son, I’m giving you three months.

Marry Wanqing within that time.”

“What? Mom, what are you talking about?”

“We’re still college students. Our top priority is studying. Didn’t you tell me that yourself?”

Wang Mei waved him off. “Don’t play smart with me. Three months. Marry her. Or don’t come home.”

Wait, what??

Is this my real mom?!

That evening, Ye Fei and Zheng Wanqing were eating out.

Ye Fei told her exactly what his mom had said.

Zheng Wanqing was delighted.

“Really? Mother-in-law actually said that?”

“Yup.” Ye Fei pretended to pout. “Ever since she found out you’re my girlfriend,

She’s been nagging me to bring you home.”

“She said I have to marry you in three months— Or I’m not allowed back in the house.”

Zheng Wanqing covered her mouth, laughing. “She’s adorable.”

“You call that adorable?”

“More tyrannical.”

Zheng Wanqing said, “Then how about… we tell her the truth?”

She meant the fact that they’d already registered their marriage at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

“Absolutely not.”

Ye Fei’s answer was firm.

Given his mom’s personality, she’d tell everyone the second she found out.

There’d be no way to keep their secret.

And there goes the reward they were supposed to earn from completing the “task.”

Failure would be inevitable.

So no way.

“Okay, I’ll follow your lead, hubby.”

“When you say it’s time to go public, we go public.”

“I swear—I won’t say a word.”

Zheng Wanqing nodded.

“By the way, has your dad said anything to you lately?” Ye Fei asked.

“Nope, nothing.”

Zheng Wanqing said, “Actually, he seems… different lately.”

“Oh? How so?”

“Yesterday, when I went home, I caught him secretly watching a romantic drama in the living room.”

“And he talked to me a lot too.”

“I think he’s slowly starting to accept

and understand young people’s view of love.”

“I guess I should thank my older sister for that.”

“And also… there’s Su Yanyan.”

“What about her?” Ye Fei asked.

“I think she’s avoiding me on purpose.”

“She’s been back in the country for half a month, and I barely see her.”

“I think she’s embarrassed.”

“But I still want to clear things up with her.”

Ye Fei nodded. “Yeah, you should.”

“If you need anything from me, just say it.”

Zheng Wanqing thought for a moment, then smiled: “It’s a secret.”

“Not telling you yet.”

“Tomorrow night, 8:30, Times Square.”

“Don’t be late.”