"Xiao Yue, what’s wrong with him?" Zhang Hualian asked with concern.
Tang Yue looked at Zhang Hualian, puzzled, and said, "Mom, I don’t know either."
"Xiao Yang is a pure and kind child, excellent in studies, and even has his own career. This young man is truly remarkable." Zhang Hualian didn’t like the Lian Family, but she admired Lian Qingyang.
"Xiao Yang is indeed very good."
Tang Yue nodded.
In the bathroom, as the hot water washed over Lian Qingyang, the small bathroom filled with steam, slowly calming him down.
"Where’s Uncle Tang?" During dinner, Lian Qingyang didn’t see Tang Zhengde and asked curiously.
"My dad’s at the shop; he won’t be back until after nine." Tang Yue explained, giving him a knowing look and said, "Xiao Yang, are you thinking about my dad’s cooking?" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
"Hehe."
Lian Qingyang laughed brightly and said, "Yes, Uncle Tang’s cooking is delicious. I haven’t had it in a long time."
"Sister Xiao Yue, this pork bone is nutritious, you should eat more." Lian Qingyang scooped the ribs into Tang Yue’s bowl, piling the bone soup into her bowl until it was full. He said, "We can’t let my little nephew go hungry."
"Maybe it’s a niece." Tang Yue touched her swelling belly, a smile playing on her lips.
"Whether it’s a nephew or a niece, I like them both." Lian Qingyang grinned broadly and said, "I’ll be their uncle in the future."
"That’s right." Tang Yue affirmed with a nod.
Zhang Hualian occasionally chimed in. Perhaps because she had been dreaming about things from years ago, looking at Lian Qingyang and Tang Yue, they seemed like real siblings. Even a strange thought arose—could Qingyang be her own child?
As soon as this thought arose, Zhang Hualian dismissed it. Impossible, impossible. Lian Qingyang was Xiang Yazhi’s child and had nothing to do with her.
Zhang Hualian quietly ate her meal, feeling that she had been somewhat abnormal lately.
After dinner, only Tang Yue and Lian Qingyang were left in the living room.
"Tell me, what happened?" Tang Yue tilted her head, looking at Lian Qingyang. His lively and cheerful nature made it impossible for him to hide anything.
"Sister Xiao Yue."
Lian Qingyang looked nervously at Tang Yue. Meeting her bright eyes made him feel trusted and reliant—something he never felt from Lian Qingqing.
He hugged a small pillow from the side, blinking and said, "If I weren’t your real brother, would you still treat me well?"
I’m not your real brother?
He knows?
Tang Yue’s expression darkened, and she said, "Xiao Yang, no matter who you are, you’re my real brother. In my heart, you’re just like Xiao Jun, my real brother."
"Really?" Lian Qingyang’s eyes lit up instantly, then he looked at Tang Yue with suspicion.
Tang Yue gave a gentle smile. If he didn’t bring it up, she wouldn’t either.
Lian Qingyang held her gaze for a long time, then said, "Sister Xiao Yue, being your brother is a blessing I earned in a past life."
"Certainly is. You should cherish it." Tang Yue said playfully, then asked, "By the way, how’s your computer factory going?"
"Many of the hardware pieces need to be imported, which is a bit costly. But don’t worry, it will definitely make money." Lian Qingyang said with confidence, almost ready to pat his chest in assurance. Their computers even came with a game developed by them, which, while not profitable, was a major selling point for the computers.

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