"No way, Mom, if they didn’t allow it, Si Yu and the others wouldn’t agree." Tang Yue said with a bright smile. Although Tang Jun and the others weren’t employees of the company, the company belonged to Meng Siyu. Besides, with Tang Jun and the others helping, the employees would be more than happy.
Tang Jun and the others were in college, and they should indeed get more practice.
"That’s good then." Zhang Hualian felt relieved, walking around the yard with Tang Yue, and after making sure Tang Yue was full, said, "Xiao Yue, are you feeling alright? If not, I’ll go buy groceries. What do you want to eat today?"
"Mom, anything’s fine for me." Tang Yue, feeling tired, sat on the sofa and said, "Mom, don’t buy too much meat. If I keep eating, I’ll get too fat. What if the baby gets too big and it’s hard to deliver?"
"Nonsense, you’ll have an easy delivery." Zhang Hualian’s heart was in her throat; these days, she worried about Tang Yue’s childbirth.
It’s hard enough to deliver one child, and Tang Yue was expecting twins. Although Zhang Hualian didn’t say anything, she was deeply worried.
Hearing Tang Yue’s words, she did end up buying much less meat when shopping.
On Southwest Road, Lian Qingyang had just left the company. He bought some red grapes yesterday, and today he planned to buy a big watermelon. Eating watermelon in the hot summer was the best way to cool down.
"Qingyang."
Xiang Yazhi’s voice rang out, and Lian Qingyang was taken aback. The familiar yet unfamiliar voice left him momentarily speechless.
"Qingyang, it’s Mom." Xiang Yazhi walked forward excitedly.
Lian Qingyang instinctively took a step back.
Xiang Yazhi furrowed her eyebrows and said, "Qingyang, what’s wrong? It’s been so long, and you don’t recognize me anymore?"
In just a few months, Xiang Yazhi seemed to have aged a lot. She, who always wore new clothes, was now wearing a purple dress from last year. It appeared that her life hadn’t been easy since leaving the Lian family.
Lian Qingyang’s silence displeased Xiang Yazhi, who said, "Qingyang, aren’t you happy to see your mom?"
"What do you want?" Lian Qingyang’s voice trembled slightly. He kept his gaze lowered, not wanting to look at Xiang Yazhi. Questions about his identity and the connection with Xiang Yazhi kept swirling in his mind.
Yet, Lian Qingyang also had an ostrich mindset, afraid to uncover the truth.
"Your sister went abroad. I’m living alone in Sea City, taking care of your grandma. Your grandpa passed away, and you didn’t come back." Xiang Yazhi covered her face with a pitiful expression.
Lian Qingyang’s lips moved slightly, but he said nothing more. When his grandpa passed away, he was there but showed no presence.
Even if he wasn’t a Xiang, his grandpa treated him well.
He stayed until his grandpa’s burial, checked on his grandma, and then quietly left.
Later, although he returned to Jing City, he was still aware of how Xiang Yazhi behaved.
Lian Qingyang remained silent, allowing Xiang Yazhi to cry her heart out.
When she didn’t see Lian Qingyang coming over to comfort her, Xiang Yazhi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a stern face, "Lian Qingyang, just because I’ve been kicked out of the Lian family, does that mean you won’t acknowledge me anymore? No matter what, I’m still your biological mom."
"It’s all because of that bitch Tang Yue, that vixen. You and your dad treat her like a treasure. Don’t forget, I’m your real mom." Xiang Yazhi felt a surge of anger at the thought.
"Are you really my biological mom?"
Lian Qingyang retorted, "Sister Xiao Yue is Dad’s daughter, not some bitch, much less a vixen."


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