Reborn As Lucky Star
Chapter 747: Cooking

Chapter 747: Chapter 747: Cooking

Yue Qingqing’s visit to Jiang Jingze’s house was arranged in advance.

Unlike previous visits under the pretext of cooking and dining, Jiang Jingze had specially come to the Yue Family before the New Year.

Carrying all kinds of gifts of varying sizes, he clearly told Zhang Ying and Yue Jiandong,

"My parents would like to invite Qingqing to visit our home."

The two parents exchanged glances, immediately understanding the extraordinary nature of this visit.

At that moment, Yue Jiandong’s gaze changed, looking at Jiang Jingze as if he were a bandit who had intruded into their home.

It was filled with deep hatred.

If Zhang Ying hadn’t pulled him aside immediately, Jiang Jingze might have been directly chased out.

"Given the circumstances, and our daughter likes him, let them be," Zhang Ying pulled her husband aside and persuaded him earnestly, "Whether it succeeds or not, it’s all an experience, and we must let our child grow on her own."

Yue Jiandong hung his head, showing a rare expression of being wronged, "Have you been bought over by that kid, too? Just because of those few dishes he cooks every time he visits?"

Zhang Ying was both annoyed and amused. Aren’t you the one who always eats the most?

Annoyed as she was, she still had to soothe Yue Jiandong.

"Oh, what nonsense you’re talking! We just need to think of Qingqing’s best interest. Even if we haven’t watched Jiang Jingze grow up from a child, at least we know everything about him. We know he’s a good kid and not the type to flirt around. If he really ends up with Qingqing, we can rest assured, right?"

As Zhang Ying spoke, she couldn’t help but show a hint of sadness, "We don’t know what path Qingqing will choose in the future. At least while she’s with us, let’s make her happy and not interfere too much with her choices."

During this period, Zhang Ying had been plagued by nightmares, always dreaming that her daughter would leave or hate them for hiding the fact that she was adopted for many years, preventing her from recognizing her birth parents.

Although she knew upon waking that such words and actions were impossible for Qingqing, Zhang Ying still felt anxious.

At this point, Yue Jiandong fell silent, and the visit to Jiang Jingze’s house was somehow settled.

At least—

he had to respect his daughter’s choice.

Meanwhile, the parents of Jiang Jingze were thrilled.

Fu Ting had long coveted Yue Qingqing, and the thought of that girl becoming her daughter-in-law finally made her feel like her years of dreaming were realized.

Once upon a time, when people still favored sons over daughters, Fu Ting’s wish was to have a cute little baby girl.

But she ended up giving birth to a boy.

Family planning thwarted Fu Ting’s hopes for a daughter.

However!

When she saw Yue Qingqing a long time ago, Fu Ting couldn’t help but starry-eyed.

Wasn’t this the daughter of her dreams?

Her own severely serious boy really made it eventually, actually bringing the girl home, and Fu Ting excitedly started picking out clothes days in advance.

Jiang Chengren was forced to review one outfit after another, and he couldn’t resist ridiculing, "Anyone who didn’t know better would think you’re the one going on a date."

Fu Ting immediately frowned, "What do you know? This is me boosting our son’s image. One look at his type and you know he’s not good at winning a girl’s heart; I definitely need to help him out."

Jiang Chengren twitched the corner of his mouth; he thought his son was quite outstanding. How come, in your words, he seems like a foolish boy who can’t get a wife?

To show the importance they placed on Yue Qingqing, Fu Ting got up before dawn, urging Jiang Jingze to hurry and pick up Yue Qingqing.

She also woke up her husband, who was still in bed.

Jiang Chengren, barely awake, looked at the sky outside.

"It’s still so early. We’ve cleaned the house several times over these days. Why are you waking up so early?"

Fu Ting stood with her arms akimbo, filled with determination, "The future daughter, no, daughter-in-law is coming over. I definitely need to cook a meal to welcome her!"

With that remark, Jiang Chengren’s sleepiness vanished immediately.

It felt like a thunderbolt had struck his brain, leaving him charred on the outside but tender on the inside.

Heaven and earth, his wife was actually going to cook.