As they were about to leave, Mr. Meng earnestly said, "I’ve prepared a room for you upstairs. Do you want to stay at home tonight?"
Mr. Meng looked hopeful.
Standing beside him, Meng Jin and Mo Xiaolin didn’t speak, but the subtle anticipation in their eyes showed their thoughts.
Sometimes Meng Jin and Mo Xiaolin would come back and stay for a while, fulfilling their duties as the younger generation to spend time with Mr. Meng.
Tang Yue stood there, not speaking. In the past, there wouldn’t have been any problem, but since she became pregnant, she often needs to get up at night. At home, there’s a bathroom next to their room, making it very convenient.
But at the Meng family home, getting up at night is not as convenient. Since becoming pregnant, she also became particular about beds, and staying here would definitely disrupt her rest.
"No need." Si Yu, supporting Tang Yue, gently refused, saying, "Xiao Yue is pregnant, and it’s inconvenient upstairs."
"Right, right, I didn’t consider that," Mr. Meng nodded repeatedly, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, though he didn’t show it.
"Dad, no need to see us off. I’m driving home today and will drive to pick you up to go to the company tomorrow morning," Si Yu said, already helping Tang Yue out the door.
"Drive slowly, don’t jolt Xiao Yue," Meng Jin reminded.
"Understood." Si Yu nodded. Even without Meng Jin’s reminder, he wouldn’t drive fast.
"Come back often if you can." Mr. Meng, somewhat reluctant, escorted them all the way to the car. Leaning on his cane, his steps were a bit unsteady, but he insisted on walking them to the car. Under the dim light, Mr. Meng’s eyes were slightly red.
Despite what he said, Mr. Meng knew well that until the child was born, they probably wouldn’t visit the Meng home again.
"We will." Tang Yue, looking back at Mr. Meng through the car door, felt a pang in her heart.
An elderly man, with such deep affection and concerns for his grandchildren, had feelings that were undeniably correct in theory.
"This is your home. Come whenever you want," Mr. Meng implored, holding onto even the slightest hope.
His voice, filled with age, and his reddened eyes, were full of reluctance.
Tang Yue’s heart ached to the point of bursting; she couldn’t help but say, "Grandpa Meng, once the children are born, you’re welcome to come see them. I think the kids would love to meet their great-grandfather."
"Really?" Mr. Meng’s eyes immediately brightened.
After Tang Yue and Si Yu left, Mr. Meng excitedly said, "We should install a bathroom upstairs, and once the kids are born, they can’t share a room. We might as well renovate the upstairs now."
Previously, Mr. Meng had prepared their room without considering adding a bathroom or leaving space for the children’s room.



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