Chapter 164: I Can Be Your Boyfriend, Jun Qingmeng Is Dumbfounded

’So she can’t open a shop near Yangzhai Street? Don’t forget, she has plenty of capital. South City is huge, and the market is more than big enough. Does she really need that tiny little plot of land?’

’How foolish. Heh...’

As the final agreement was completed,

the contracts were distributed to the three individuals.

Jiang Liu and his family all breathed a sigh of relief.

It was finally over.

The matter of the visitation rights had come to a close. From now on, Tongtong wouldn’t have to live in fear and anxiety.

Wang Cheng said, "Ms. Yang, I trust you understand. From this point forward, please do not interfere in the lives of Jiang Liu and his family. If you have any questions, you can contact me directly."

Yang Yixue asked, "I won’t look for Tongtong, but there’s no problem with me looking for Jiang Liu, right?"

She was still thinking about the remaining few recipes.

Wang Cheng smiled and shook his head. "I’m afraid not. If you harass Mr. Jiang, I will handle it on his behalf."

The corner of Yang Yixue’s eye twitched.

She turned her head, putting on what she considered a beautiful smile, and looked at Jiang Liu. "What do you think? We walked hand in hand for five years. I still remember how innocent you used to be, and I still remember our anniversary. I’d like to be friends with you. Would you be willing?"

Jiang Liu remained expressionless. "Ms. Yang, I don’t believe that’s necessary. You’ve already taken up an hour of my time. Please leave."

Jun Qingmeng walked over, hugged Jiang Liu’s arm, and lifted her snow-white chin.

Her actions told the other woman: ’He’s my man. You have no right to touch him!’

Yang Yixue’s smile stiffened imperceptibly.

She didn’t say anything.

She led Chen Shumei and Old Xiang out, pushing open the glass door and leaving the small shop.

The three of them walked into the distance.

Tongtong let out a long, milky sigh of relief.

"Daddy, are you happy?"

"I’m happy."

"Hee hee, from now on, Tongtong belongs only to you!"

Jiang Liu gently pinched his daughter’s cheek.

Tongtong pouted in protest, but her heart was blooming with joy.

Lin Qiu sighed, feeling indignant. "Son, two of your recipes are gone. That woman is a real piece of work."

"But it’s alright. You lose some, you gain some. If only my son’s marriage situation could be settled, that would be great."

As she spoke, Lin Qiu gave Jun Qingmeng a look and a nod.

’Go get my son! I’m rooting for you!’

The family chatted.

A weight lifted from Wang Cheng’s heart. "Mr. Jiang, now that everything is settled, I won’t disturb your family any longer."

He said this as he packed his documents into his bag.

Jiang Liu tried to get him to stay. "Don’t leave just yet. Let’s have a meal together in a bit."

"Haha, I’d better not. You already have customers at the door. If they found out I was keeping Boss Jiang from making buns, wouldn’t they skin me alive?!"

After speaking, Wang Cheng waved, opened his umbrella, and headed out the door.

...

"Son, you’d better treat Qingmeng well, you hear? I’ve already told Qingmeng that if you make her unhappy, she should come straight to me, and I’ll deal with you!"

Lin Qiu poked Jiang Liu’s head with her finger.

Jiang Liu replied helplessly, "I know, Mom. How could I possibly bully Qingmeng?"

Jiang Dahai hitched up the belt around his waist. "What your mother means is don’t make the girl sad. How did I end up with such a dense son!"

Although he was verbally scolding Jiang Liu, he felt very gratified inside.

His son was becoming more and more outstanding. Perhaps it was time for him, the strict father, to retire.

"Alright, we’re leaving now. You stay here and keep busy with the shop."

Tomorrow was Monday, and the old couple had to go back to work.

"Mom, Dad, call me if you need anything. Be safe on the road. Take this beef back with you to eat."

"Beef? Alright."

A taxi pulled up to the door, and the driver was surprised.

He hadn’t expected his customers this time to be from the "Second-Best Restaurant Under Heaven," which was famous throughout the taxi driver community.

’So this is the culprit behind the Yangzhai Street blacklist?’

Tongtong waved at the old couple as they got into the taxi, looking reluctant to see them go.

"Goodbye, Grandma and Grandpa! Tongtong will miss you."

"Oh, Grandma will come see you again soon."

The rain was still falling.

Jiang Liu watched the car’s exhaust fumes disappear, an unpleasant feeling in his heart.

His parents were getting on in years, yet they had still traveled so far to see him.

’If I had money, I’d buy a few big houses. Then I could bring Mom and Dad over, and the whole family could live close to each other.’

’We could see each other whenever we wanted.’

’After all, they were getting old, and time flies in the blink of an eye.’

’Who knows how many more years they could all be together.’

The pattering rain splashed onto Jiang Liu’s worn-out sneakers.

The customers didn’t rush Jiang Liu.

Once the car passed through the traffic light, Jiang Liu pulled his gaze back.

A customer seized the opportunity to confirm, "Boss Jiang, is the new item coming out tomorrow morning?"

Many customers turned to look at Jiang Liu.

They were eagerly anticipating this new item.

"That’s right. Delicious beef."

Upon hearing Jiang Liu’s confirmation,

everyone’s eyes lit up with excitement.

This is great!

’Another permanent new item! The chances of getting some of his delicious food will definitely be higher in the future!’

Jiang Liu went back inside the shop.

He felt a little lonely, but he still wore a relaxed smile.

He didn’t want others to see what was on his mind.

Jun Qingmeng came over and gently hugged Jiang Liu’s arm. "What are you thinking about? Care to share with your girlfriend?"

Having hugged Jiang Liu just a moment ago, she was even bolder now.

The soft pressure on his arm brought Jiang Liu back to his senses. He smiled and tried to pull his hand away. "Alright, stop messing around. I still have things to do."

’It was very soft and comfortable.’

Jun Qingmeng hugged him even tighter. Her breathing grew hurried as she leaned in closer.

Her fresh, sweet breath washed over Jiang Liu’s face.

"Jiang Liu, you didn’t reject me when I hugged you just now. So you can’t reject me when I hug you now, either. Understand?"

"Ooh!! Naughty, naughty! Someone’s getting cozy! Kids, quick, hide!"

Before Jiang Liu could even speak,

Tongtong was already giggling, hiding behind the kitchen door. She peeked out, her little mouth grinning, revealing a pair of large, curious eyes.

’Just peeking with her eyes still counts as Baby Jiang hiding, right?’

’Go on, Daddy.’

Jiang Liu came to his senses, feeling the sensations coming from his arm and the heat rising in his face.

"That was an accident before. I hope... you don’t mind."

"I do mind!" Jun Qingmeng said boldly, her face blushing. "You already touched me, so you have to take responsibility for me. Okay?"

"Um, if... if you don’t want to, just pretend I didn’t..."

"Okay, but I need to ask you some questions," Jiang Liu said, cutting her off before she could finish.

He didn’t know why he had agreed.

In any case, he must have been moved by her.

"Ah! What did you say?"

Jun Qingmeng blinked.

’Jiang Liu agreed?’

’This isn’t how the script was supposed to go.’

’Shouldn’t he have shaken his head and rejected me?’

She subtly bit her lip. It hurt! ’This isn’t a dream!’

Jiang Liu looked down, lifted a stray strand of hair from her brow, and tucked it behind her ear.

He said, "I said, we can be together, but I have to explain a few facts to you."

Jun Qingmeng’s mind was a complete blank. She nodded like a small child. "Mhm, mhm, go on!"

"First, I don’t have any savings right now. Only a little over two hundred thousand."

Jun Qingmeng replied without a second thought, "That’s okay! We can earn it slowly. As long as you can feed me three meals a day, that’s enough."

Jiang Liu leaned a little closer to Jun Qingmeng.

’Ah! Y-You...’ Jun Qingmeng’s face flushed as she leaned back.

’Aah! I’m so hopeless!’

Jiang Liu said, "Second, I don’t own a house, and I have Tongtong. If Tongtong doesn’t want any younger brothers or sisters, then I don’t plan on having any more children. Can you accept that?"