Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 98: What I give her, cannot be less than others.

Chapter 98: Chapter 98: What I give her, cannot be less than others.

Cheng Qiaobei expressed his stance in front of Chen Weichuan, separating public and private matters.

The two of them talked in the study for more than an hour. Chen Ningxi was restless waiting in the living room, but Ye Yujun was calm, watering the flowers while listening to a comedy show, occasionally glancing back at the person on the sofa.

Twice, Chen Ningxi was about to knock on the door, but Ye Yujun stopped her, either by offering her some fruit or asking her to help water the flowers.

When Chen Ningxi was about to knock for the third time, Ye Yujun remarked meaningfully, "If there was a problem, your dad would have kicked him out a long time ago. If they’re still talking, it’s a good sign. Don’t worry about how long they talk; the longer they talk, the more open the conversation. That’s how people are. Once things are talked over, the heart feels lighter."

Chen Ningxi pondered for a moment and sat back down.

"Mom,"

Ye Yujun continued to water the flowers leisurely, "Hmm?"

Chen Ningxi walked up behind her, "Are you still mad at me?"

Ye Yujun looked back at her with a mixture of frustration, "Of course I’m mad. It’s not that easy to get over it."

Though she said this, she knew in her heart that there was no lasting grudge between parents and children. Initially, she was very angry, but thinking about it, Cheng Qiaobei was actually quite good in many ways, and he was considerate and attentive to Chen Ningxi. She had been urging marriage, and now it seemed her wish was coming true.

"Mom," Chen Ningxi took the small watering can from her hands, "Let me do it."

Ye Yujun released her grip and stood to the side, "Ning Xi, you’ve always been obedient since you were little, and suddenly you’re doing a rebellious thing at your age. I actually find it quite interesting."

Chen Ningxi said, "Mom..."

Ye Yujun laughed, "I’m telling the truth. When you were in middle school, several colleagues of mine were called by the school because their kids were either in puppy love or skipping school. But when I looked at you, I don’t know how many times they envied me."

The past flashed vividly before their eyes.

Chen Ningxi looked at Ye Yujun, "Do I sense a bit of disappointment?"

Ye Yujun looked lovingly at the succulent plant in her hands and said, "How could I be? Your dad and I were both busy, and we couldn’t spend much time with you. I’m just glad you didn’t go astray when you were young."

"How much longer will they talk?" Chen Ningxi glanced back at the tightly closed study door.

Ye Yujun checked her watch, "It’s about time. You can bring in the fruit now."

"Really?" Chen Ningxi straightened up.

Ye Yujun said, "Go ahead."

Chen Ningxi promptly went to grab the fruit platter and jogged to the study door, knocking, "Dad, the strawberries are really sweet. I’m bringing some in for you."

A voice inside responded, "Come in."

Chen Ningxi took a deep breath and opened the door, immediately seeing Cheng Qiaobei sitting with his back to her. She walked to the desk, set down the fruit platter, and discreetly checked Cheng Qiaobei’s expression. Seeing that he looked normal, she felt relieved.

"Dad, these strawberries are from Cheng Qiaobei. You should try them." Chen Ningxi pushed the platter slightly toward him.

Chen Weichuan glanced at it, and seeing that he hadn’t moved, Chen Ningxi picked the largest one and said, "Dad, try it. Mom said it’s sweet."

Mentioning Ye Yujun, Chen Weichuan finally reached out, and as he brought it to his mouth, both sets of eyes were staring intently at him. Chen Weichuan turned slightly to eat it, so they couldn’t see his expression.

"Dad, is it sweet?" Chen Ningxi asked.

Chen Weichuan swallowed and gave a faint "hmm".

Cheng Qiaobei picked another one, "Dad, have another."

Chen Weichuan looked at the strawberry suspended in midair. As Ye Yujun passed by the study door, she cleared her throat gently, and finally, the person inside extended his hand to take it, eating it without showing any expression.

Seemingly uncomfortable being watched while eating, Chen Weichuan got up and left the study first.

"Dad," Cheng Qiaobei asked, "Is it sweet?"

With one foot in the door and one foot out, Chen Weichuan said, "Hmm."

Chen Ningxi suppressed a smile, and Cheng Qiaobei gestured a shushing motion at her lips, signaling her not to laugh out loud.

Once he left, Chen Ningxi whispered, "How did the talk go?"

Cheng Qiaobei finally relaxed, saying, "Pretty well. I think he’s not angry anymore. How about you? How did it go with your mom?"

Chen Ningxi replied truthfully, "She lectured me for a while at first, but then I talked to her for a bit, and she’s not mad anymore."

"Since they’re both not mad, does that mean we’ve passed this hurdle?" Cheng Qiaobei asked.

Chen Ningxi nodded at the fruit platter, "They both ate the strawberries you brought, no need to say more."

Cheng Qiaobei smiled in relief, "I just talked to dad about how many tables to have at the wedding banquet. He suggested not inviting people from outside, just family, and even then, the number should not exceed five tables."

Chen Ningxi was surprised, "You already talked about that?"

"What else? Did you think Dad was scolding me the whole time?" Cheng Qiaobei nudged Chen Ningxi lightly with his shoulder. "Be honest, were you worried sick outside?"

Seeing his smug face, Chen Ningxi retorted, "Not at all, you’re just being self-indulgent."

"Won’t admit it?" Cheng Qiaobei grabbed her wrist, "Want to leave, then explain yourself first."

Chen Ningxi frowned, "Stop it. You dare to act up on my turf."

Cheng Qiaobei promptly released her hand, showing a look that said, "Just wait until we get home and see how I’ll deal with you," and pointed playfully at her.

Chen Ningxi looked down at his hand, "What do you mean? Planning on domestic violence right after getting married?"

"Hiss..." Cheng Qiaobei quickly withdrew his finger, looking flattering, "I wouldn’t dare. I can’t wait to adore you, let alone be violent."

"Ning Xi," a voice called from the living room.

"Yes," Chen Ningxi responded enthusiastically, "Coming, Mom."

Chen Ningxi walked into the living room and saw Chen Weichuan and Ye Yujun sitting on the sofa, with a bank card placed on the coffee table.

Chen Weichuan said, "Cheng, come over here too."

The two exchanged looks, unsure, and walked over.

Chen Weichuan gestured, "Sit down, your mom and I have something to say to you."

Both of them sat obediently as if they were in a classroom.

Ye Yujun pushed the bank card toward Cheng Qiaobei, "Cheng,"

"Yes, Mom, just tell me what you want to say."

Ye Yujun said, "Last night, I heard Ning Xi say you bought her a house."

Cheng Qiaobei nodded, "Buying a house when getting married, that’s normal."

"I know you’re well-off, but I checked the price of that house, and it’s quite expensive. Regardless of your thoughts, your dad and I still think that when you’re getting the property documents, you should write both of your names. As for the renovation money, your dad and I have only ever saved for Ning Xi. I calculated, and the money in here should be enough for the renovation. We also have a storefront, and we’ll find a time to transfer it to both of you. We don’t have any extra requirements for the betrothal gift, whatever is typical for a family in Danjiang is what we’ll ask for, and you can rest assured that our family will match with dowry, without missing a thing."

Cheng Qiaobei quickly said, "Mom, there’s no need for the dowry. Having Ning Xi is more valuable than any dowry. As for the betrothal gift, I can’t wrong Ning Xi. What I give her can’t be less than others."