Donât think I donât know what Ah Liu means.
If he wanted to marry off his daughter early, he would have already asked about various aspects of the Meng Familyâs situation. Since he hasnât asked, isnât he still thinking of delaying the wedding?
But that is absolutely impossible.
When Chiang Xiao met his fiery gaze, her heart skipped a beat.
"Grandpa, have you eaten?" She immediately changed the subject.
Meng Xinian was both amused and helpless. He couldnât help but knock her on the head, "You little trickster." Is it so hard to say youâll definitely marry at eighteen?
Chiang Xiao shrank her neck.
She had promised him that she would get married at eighteen, but now she wasnât sure, especially since the Jiang Family, and the Li Family, were involved.
She didnât know if this would affect her wedding date with Meng Xinian.
Of course, it wouldnât affect their relationship.
At most, just let him wait another six months?
Seeing her expression, Meng Xinian immediately guessed her thoughts. He said right away, "Donât even think about it. At least, the marriage must happen first, other matters can be discussed."
The timing for the banquet, for having children, even for publicly announcing their relationship, could be discussed, but she must first become Mrs. Meng Xinian in the eyes of the law.
Meng Xinian himself didnât know why he was so insistent.
But he had really waited for this day for too long, feeling like it wasnât just five years.
"Alright, you handle any problems." Chiang Xiao quickly pulled him along to catch up with Ah Liu, "Letâs go quickly."
Old Meng was getting a bit anxious waiting in the living room.
He didnât know what kind of person Chiang Xiaoâs father was, didnât know if he would have any objections to the Meng Family.
Now, apart from Meng Xinian, he and Meng Chaojun were probably the most concerned about whether Meng Xinian and Chiang Xiao could get married smoothly.
The Meng Family Old Mansion belonged to Chiang Xiao.
Meng Chaojunâs condition was ultimately stabilized thanks to Chiang Xiaoâs medicine.
Most importantly, there probably wouldnât be another girl that his grandson would fancy in his lifetime besides Chiang Xiao. If he couldnât marry her, then theyâd be looking at three generations of old men.
Him, his son, his grandson.
All alone.
The Meng Family would end here.
So, Old Meng watched the calendar at home every day, waiting for Meng Xinian to return and talk about the marriage, but after waiting so long, he couldnât wait any longer and had to come himself.
"Grandpa."
Chiang Xiaoâs voice rang out.
Old Meng quickly looked toward the door and saw Chiang Xiao walking in with a man.
As soon as he saw Ah Liu, both Old Meng and Meng Sheng were stunned.
This manâs face was so much like Chiang Xiaoâs!
And he was so young!
If he walked out like this, saying he was Chiang Xiaoâs older brother, no one would doubt it!
"Little, Little, whoâs this..." Old Meng was afraid heâd made a mistake.
"Let me introduce, this is my father, Jiang Hanchu." Chiang Xiao didnât always want people to refer to him as Ah Liu during introductions; it was time to give his name back to him.
However, the name Jiang Shiheng might attract more attention, so Jiang Hanchu would unlikely be known.
Ah Liu was momentarily stunned, glanced at her, but said nothing more.
"Dad, this is Grandpa Meng."
Ah Liu gestured courteously to Old Meng, "Old Meng, please have a seat."
"Sit, sit."
Old Meng inexplicably felt a bit nervous.
"This is Meng Sheng, heâs like a grand-nephew." Old Meng pointed to Meng Sheng.
"Impressive." Ah Liu complimented.
"Youâre too kind, youâre too kind." Meng Sheng hurriedly replied.
He was quite curious about Ah Liu.