CHAPTER 632: CHAPTER 549: NO ENGAGEMENT

When she found out that Leng Ning was indeed at her son’s house, she hung up the phone, let out a sigh of relief, and then started to feel angry again.

This child is so thoughtless. Since she went to her brother’s house, she could’ve at least called to let us know she was safe.

Not a single word, as if she’s trying to make us worry ourselves sick!

Leng Qiankai saw that she was truly upset and quickly tried to console her, "Xiao Yan, don’t be angry with the child! Tomorrow morning, we’ll go to Mochen’s place and hear what Xiao Ning has to say. If it’s really Jin Yichen’s fault, then not going through with the engagement might actually be a good thing.

Our daughter can’t start off by being wronged even before getting married. If she gets used to being treated like that, it’ll only become a habit, and she won’t be happy. That would keep us worrying too!"

Mrs. Leng sighed, "Do you think I don’t know that? But look at Jin Yichen—you’ve seen him yourself. He’s truly an exceptional young man, with great family background and character. From what we’ve observed, he’s always treated Xiao Ning well.

What’s more, that Lei Ming is already married. Now if Leng Ning doesn’t even go through with her engagement, where does that leave us? You remember the way Lei Ming’s mother looked down on us that day! You saw it too!

I keep wondering what it is about Xiao Ning. Why does she have such trouble finding a good match? Look at Li Si. They’re the same age, yet everything has gone so smoothly for her."

Mrs. Leng felt something unusual in her heart.

Mr. Leng said earnestly, "Xiao Yan! You can’t think like that! What’s more important—saving face or our children’s happiness? I used to be stuck on this too, and you were the ones who talked sense into me! Now that it’s come to this, how have you changed?

And besides, what does Lei Ming’s mother even matter? We only care about our daughter’s happiness and well-being. The engagement isn’t just a tool for venting frustrations!"

"Alright, I know all this. I’m just caught up in my feelings for a moment, that’s all. Now that I know where she is, I can relax. Let’s just wash up and get some rest. We’ll sort it out tomorrow at Mochen’s place!"

Mrs. Leng rubbed her temples, the pain throbbing sharply.

Mr. Leng, knowing her temperament, didn’t say more. The two rested for the night, saying no more.

Early the next morning, they arrived at Li Si’s house.

When they arrived, Leng Mochen had just finished his morning workout and was eating breakfast. Seeing them come in, he set the newspaper aside.

"Son! Just starting breakfast, huh? Is Li Si still upstairs with Xiao Ning?" Mrs. Leng asked with a caring smile.

Seeing how well Leng Mochen looked, Mrs. Leng beamed with satisfaction. This was nothing like the sickly state he’d been in years ago when he woke up—he was like an entirely new person.

It seemed that getting married and starting a family had been good for him; at least someone was there to take care of him.

"Buding is drinking his milk, and Leng Ning is still asleep."

Mr. Leng made his way over to the sofa and sat down. Aunt Zhang, ever attentive, brought tea for the couple.

Soon after, Li Si came downstairs holding Buding. Seeing the Leng parents had arrived, her eyes flickered with understanding.

"Dad, Mom, you’re here!"

"Yes! Buding must have just finished eating, right? Come here, let Grandma hold you!"

Buding, unafraid of strangers, let Mrs. Leng take him into her arms. Gazing at her with wide, bright eyes, he chirped, "Ah ah ah!"

"My darling little grandson! You’ve grown so much again!" Mrs. Leng exclaimed, showering Buding with affection and kisses.

The little one giggled joyfully, his laughter contagious.

Mr. Leng stood up eagerly, wanting to hold the child himself.

Seeing Buding’s adorable face, his heart practically melted!

"By the way, Sisi, what time did Xiao Ning arrive yesterday?"

"After nine o’clock! She said she called you!" Li Si’s one reply instantly silenced Mrs. Leng, leaving the words she’d wanted to say stuck in her throat.

"Ah! This child! So willful! She’s troubling you!" Mrs. Leng quickly composed herself.

Li Si and Leng Mochen exchanged knowing glances, their eyes silently acknowledging how well they understood Mrs. Leng.

Li Si sat down, spreading jam on a piece of bread. As another thought crossed her mind, she remarked lightly, "Oh, Buding has learned how to say ’Mama’!"

Mrs. Leng and Mr. Leng were both stunned with excitement, their faces lighting up in unison. "When did he learn? What a clever little one!"

Mrs. Leng couldn’t resist teasing Buding some more, "Grandson! Say ’Mama’ again for Grandma. Can you say ’Mama’?"

Perhaps Buding was in a particularly good mood today. Sure enough, he cooperated, babbling, "Mama! Mama!"

Mrs. Leng was so overwhelmed with joy that her eyes reddened. "Oh, Grandma loves you so much! For you, Grandma will live to a ripe old age and stick around to see you get married one day!"

Mr. Leng interjected with a laugh, "You’re thinking way too far ahead! This little one is still so young! Buding, let Grandpa hear you: can you say ’Papa’? How about ’Papa’?"

But Buding kept calling out "Mama!", obliviously repeating himself. "Good boy! Grandpa loves you too!" Mr. Leng chuckled.

Mrs. Leng, still elated, no longer showed any of the somber mood she’d carried when she first came in: "It won’t be long now until his first birthday. He’ll be talking in full sentences by then! Talking early is great—Grandma will take you out to play every day!"

Mr. Leng couldn’t help but tease her: "You planning to take him along for your world travels too?"

Mrs. Leng shot him a glare. "If I go traveling, of course, I’m coming back! I’ll bring Buding lots and lots of gifts!"

Li Si slowly finished her breakfast, glancing occasionally at the sofa, where the bickering couple amused her to no end.

Just as she finished eating, Leng Ning came downstairs with Xiao Guai. Seeing her parents there, she looked embarrassed. "Dad, Mom, how come you’re here so early?"

Mrs. Leng’s eyes widened as she scolded, "What do you mean, early? If your father and I hadn’t come early, who knows if we’d have been able to catch you! Growing up, are you? Making up your own mind now, huh? Hurry up and eat! Finish your breakfast first, then you can tell me what’s going on!"

After all, she couldn’t bear to let her daughter go hungry, being her own flesh and blood.

Leng Ning exchanged a playful tongue-out gesture with Li Si and quickly sat down to eat, knowing she’d soon face a family inquisition.

After breakfast, Mrs. Leng sat with Buding on her lap next to Mr. Leng.

Leng Ning, looking like a wronged puppy, sat across from them. Leng Mochen had gone upstairs to change, and Li Si, ever considerate, followed him, leaving the family some privacy—it was better for her to stay out of it.

"Alright, spill it! What exactly is going on? Leng Ning! If you can’t give me a legitimate explanation, don’t blame me for being harsh! You think an engagement is some sort of joke? Throwing a tantrum over a little fight?"

Mr. Leng lightly cleared his throat, "Let’s hear what the child has to say first before jumping to conclusions."

Mrs. Leng kept quiet, patting the curious Buding on her lap gently.

Leng Ning offered a bitter smile and recounted everything that had happened yesterday. In the end, she added, "Mom, I know I can be impulsive and immature at times, but what he did yesterday really hurt me!

I can’t just ignore something like this even before we’re engaged. I can’t pretend it never happened! If I just let it pass and continue like this, how can I ever be at peace with myself in the future?"

And with Yin Xuan caught in the middle—this time, it seemed like she had the upper hand, but what about in the future?

Would she spend every moment worrying about someone else?

After hearing her out, Mr. Leng let out an angry snort. "That boy! He’s got some nerve!"

They hadn’t expected things to turn out this way!

This was undoubtedly a setup for romantic rivalry!

Mr. Leng’s face darkened. "Xiao Ning! If this truly is your final decision, then Dad supports you! We can arrange the engagement any time, but this kind of unclear nonsense won’t do!"

As a man, he understood men all too well! (To be continued. If you like this story, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)