"I think she did it on purpose," Qingyang said irritably. "If Dad didn't care about you, she probably wouldn't even act ."
In Qingyang's words, his impression of his twin sister wasn't the slightest bit favorable.
There was even a hint of disdain.
"Qingyang, she's your twin sister, your own sister," Tang Yue was actually quite surprised.
Previously, she had vaguely felt that the relationship between Qingyang and Lian Qingqing wasn't good, but she never thought that Qingyang would feel more than just dislike towards Lian Qingqing—he even hated her a bit.
Logically speaking, twins should have a good relationship.
"I'd rather you were my real sister."
Qingyang tilted his head up, gazing at Tang Yue's face—her clear complexion and bright eyes, her sweet smile when she laughed made him feel like he had no worries at all.
"Why can't you be my real sister?" Qingyang said, holding her hand with a face full of regret.
Tang Yue was amused and bemused by his behavior.
"This stuff, just keep it. If you don't like it, selling it for money is also fine," Qingyang was not at all polite about Lian Qingqing—she was supposedly in the jewelry business, yet she brought such ugly jewelry, really shameless.
"But, the perfumes, clothes, and snacks that Dad bought are all pretty good," Qingyang kept praising Lian He.
"These things..." Tang Yue had just begun to speak when.
Qingyang interrupted: "Dad said, if you don't want them, just throw them away."
"Such nice things, it would be a shame to throw them away. Sister Xiao Yue, you share Dad's blood, him buying these things for you is only proper," Qingyang constantly praised Lian He, very eager to foster the father-daughter relationship between him and Xiao Yue.
"Alright, I'll keep them, and I can give them away, right?" Tang Yue asked, raising an eyebrow.
These items looked valuable, but compared to the Lian Family's wealth, they were nothing.
Just as Qingyang said, better to keep them than to throw them away.
Tang Yue put all these gifts into one room, quietly noting them down in a notebook. The returns would be impossible later, but keeping the account was always right.
"Sister Xiao Yue, let's go eat dinner together tonight," Qingyang suggested after completing his gift mission, and began persuading Tang Yue to go to dinner.
"No, Siyu is coming over tonight."
As soon as Tang Yue spoke, Qingyang excitedly said, "Then let's go with Brother-in-law, it's perfect, he and Dad haven't met yet."
"You see, you are about to get married, and you don't want to return to the Lian Family, but we can still have a meal together as a family, right?" Qingyang used his eloquence as if Tang Yue's refusal would be a great mistake.
Before Tang Yue could speak, Mo Siyu arrived. Upon hearing about dining with Lian He, Mo Siyu didn't refuse.
"Siyu," Tang Yue looked sideways at Mo Siyu, who seemed especially suited to wearing a shirt and trousers, looking even more handsome.
"Just one meal, pretend he doesn't exist."
Mo Siyu whispered in her ear, taking advantage of the moment Qingyang went to order and greet people. He took her hand and said, "Xiao Yue, one meal won't change anything. I will go to pay the bill first."
"Okay," Tang Yue thought it over and felt unburdened.
Lian He and Qingyang entered the room one after another. Speaking of which, Qingyang didn't much resemble Lian He.
Lian He is more of a scholarly type, even though his eyes are sharp and astute, he still comes off as a shrewd businessman, a refined one at that.
Lian Qingyang, on the other hand, is exceptionally handsome. Although he appears slightly immature at the moment, given time, he will surely be a cool major CEO. His eyes are clear, and every time he looks at her, Tang Yue finds herself defenseless.
Once they entered the restaurant, Lian He was very excited. Having just returned from abroad, Lian He was eager to meet his daughter Tang Yue, which would also settle his mind before returning to work in Sea City.
Lian He observed Tang Yue, who hadn't changed much after so long apart, still as beautiful as before. Looking into her bright eyes, Lian He felt all the fatigue in his heart wash away, experiencing a feeling akin to a refreshing spring breeze.
"Do you like the gift I brought?" Lian He's voice contained a hint of eagerness to please: "If there's anything you need, just tell me."
"Thank you," Tang Yue replied crisply, her voice polite yet distant.
If it wasn't for the events of her past life, she would probably be very grateful to this father.
But sometimes, the damage has been done; no matter how much better he tries to make things now, it still bothers Tang Yue.
Lian He lacks Meng Jin's determination and the profound affection Meng Jin has for Mo Xiaolin.
In the past, if Lian He had been willing to come back to look for her mother, how could she possibly be without a father? And how could her mother have suffered so much?
Moreover, Lian He even married Xiang Yazhi. Regardless of whatever despicable methods Xiang Yazhi used or whatever the circumstances were, Lian He married someone else.
Some things cannot be compensated with money.
Tang Yue lowered her eyes, unwilling to reveal the emotions beneath them.
As Mo Siyu said, a single meal can't change anything.
"Xiao Yue, you don't need to be so formal with me." Lian He spoke pleadingly, hoping for Tang Yue, like Qingqing, to act spoilt in front of him instead of being as polite as a stranger.
"Is this your fiancé, Mo Siyu?" Lian He had heard that Tang Yue had a fiancé but hadn't had the chance to meet him.
Originally, Lian He was very dissatisfied with the betrothal; a daughter of the Lian Family, why should she be married off so early?
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Later, knowing they were in mutual love, Lian He realized he had no right to interfere in this matter. In fact, this was the first time Lian He was meeting Mo Siyu.
Mo Siyu's demeanor was cool, and the indulgent tenderness in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Yue was unmistakable.
Dressed in camouflage, the simple military uniform looked exceptionally handsome on him. The clean buzz cut did not diminish his handsomeness but instead added a fresh and rugged charm, making him look particularly spirited, especially with those deep, dark eyes that were unfathomably profound.
Mo Siyu was truly exceptional.
From just a brief encounter, Lian He could tell that Mo Siyu was not just any ordinary soldier, but definitely one of the excellent ones. Seeing this, he felt much reassured; at least this son-in-law was not bad, although a soldier, as long as his daughter liked him, it was fine.
Moreover, the tenderness in Mo Siyu's eyes when he looked at his daughter clearly showed his affection for her.
"Yes," Mo Siyu responded briefly, saying, "Hello, Uncle Lian."
"Xiao Yue..." Lian He didn't know how to begin, he said, "I know you two are engaged, I am Xiao Yue's real dad, she must have told you?"
Mo Siyu pursed his lips, not responding.