Seeing that Madam indeed showed no signs of anger, the man continued with a wistful tone,
Wow, quite confident!
"Then let’s hear it."
The man’s face bore an expression of complete understanding as he said,
"The pressure to marry and have children."
After all, at the Jiang Family, this kind of thing was unavoidable.
Lu Jing curled the corner of his mouth:
"You know and you still ask?"
Isn’t that just deliberate?
No help for it, just liked it.
Maybe men tend to be more childlike when dealing with the ones they love.
That side, it’s not possible to show it to outsiders.
As the two of them were talking, they arrived at the Jiang Family’s old house, and Lu Jing instantly turned serious, causing the man beside her to look on helplessly.
"Wife, relax a bit, no one is going to do anything to you."
Lu Jing pursed her lips:
Who asked you to talk?
Which wife-to-be wouldn’t be a bit nervous stepping into her in-laws’ threshold? There’s always some nerves, more or less.
Jiang’s mother heard from the family servants that the young couple had returned, and here she was, getting up to greet them.
Of course, she was definitely aware of the news that had broken, so she appeared a bit anxious.
"You’re back? Jing, are you tired?"
It’s not like I’ve done any work, what’s there to be tired about?
Lu Jing shook her head:
While Jiang’s mother grabbed Lu Jing’s wrist, she didn’t forget to give her own son a fierce side-eye, as if to say, ’we’ll settle this later.’
The Jiang residence had returned to its usual quiet, and there were no guests present, not even the relatives had stayed.
The whole house, with only the old master, Jiang’s mother, and a few servants, felt a bit deserted. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NovєlFіre.net
"Jingjing, do you want to eat something? Aunt Su will make it for you.
The party probably didn’t have much good food, you must be hungry, right?"
It’s really hard to find a mother-in-law , even with a lantern.
"Aunt Su, I’m not hungry."
And besides, I’m in a hurry.
Jiang Ye finally spoke up to help:
"Mom, don’t fuss about it, I can take good care of my wife myself, we don’t need you."
Although he didn’t finish his sentence, the meaning was clear: We don’t need you to come over and fawn on us.
Jiang’s mother was so angry she couldn’t help but take action.
"Mom, are you trying to murder your own son?"
That’s not your own flesh you’re twisting off with such force, it feels like the flesh is going to come right off.
"You can shut up, you have no place to speak here, get out!"
Undoubtedly a real mom.
"Fine fine fine, I’m going, I’ll leave you two the space, okay?"
At these words, Jiang’s mother’s face softened a bit:
"At least you know what’s good for you."
Lu Jing watched the whole scene unfold with an irrepressible smile in her eyes.
Jiang Ye gave a wistful glance before heading upstairs.
It wasn’t really about making space; mainly, he was going up to pack up the luggage.
Downstairs, Jiang’s mother pulled Lu Jing to sit on the couch:
"That, I saw the news about it."
As expected, I guessed this would definitely come up.
Lu Jing was no fool, her mind was clear:
"Aunt Su, I saw the news too, I was there at the scene."
"Ah? You were at the scene?"
Lu Jing succinctly recounted the event from beginning to end, and when Jiang’s mother heard that Jiang Qiu also had a role in it, she was blown away.