Han Muyang arrived home first and noticed that the old house had been renovated, which he found quite puzzling. "Dad, are you planning to move back here?"
Was that why he had called them home?
Han Zheng shook his head with a smile, "No. We’ll discuss that when everyone else is here. Is what you’re holding specially bought for me for breakfast?"
"Yes, it’s breakfast, but not bought. Chuyue made it herself for us to eat together."
"Then let’s eat quickly, before it’s not enough to go around when everyone arrives."
Why did that feel a bit off?
As it turned out, Han Zheng was wise.
No sooner had the father and son finished eating than the others arrived one after another, each bringing breakfast.
The breakfasts they brought weren’t cheap, but the taste... well, none was as good as what Meng Chuyue had made by hand.
Han Muxuan didn’t rush to eat his breakfast; he put it aside and first went to give Han Zheng a neck and shoulder massage, "Dad, how’s your cervical spine doing now?
Han Zheng gestured towards the sofa opposite, "I’ve been quite well lately, no need for a massage, come sit and eat your breakfast, I have something to discuss with you afterward."
After they finished eating and sat upright in the living room, Han Zheng began with a smiling question to Han Muxuan, "Muxuan, have you and Muyun confessed your feelings to each other yet?"
Han Muyang, who was drinking tea, almost choked.
The others were also visibly shocked.
Han Zheng, the instigator, remained calm, "Muxuan, Muyun, you’re not getting any younger. If you like each other, you should marry sooner rather than later. Don’t let Laosi and Laoliu get ahead of you."
Apart from Han Muyang, the other five all choked on their saliva.
When Han Muchuan could speak smoothly, the first thing he thought to refute, Han Zheng looked at him gently, "Don’t deny it, Muchuan, without evidence, I wouldn’t say it. Well, rest assured, I’m not unhappy, quite the opposite, I’m very happy because it means I’ll have less to worry about for four people’s marriages. And Xiaoxiao and Muyang, you’re not young anymore either. You need to get moving on the marriage front too."
Han Muyang tried to laugh it off, "Dad, this puts a lot of pressure on me."
"Pressure leads to progress," Han Zheng patted his head, then asked Han Muxuan, "Muxuan, what do you say?"
Han Muxuan turned his head to look at Han Muyun, whose cheeks were slightly red, steeled his heart, took out a small brocade box from his pocket, opened it to reveal a delicate diamond ring, and kneeled on one knee in front of Han Muyun, "Muyun, will you marry me?"
Han Muyun hesitated for a moment, then took the ring and nodded.
Han Zheng watched this scene and smiled contentedly.
In their previous life, these two struggled due to their inability to express, and though they ended up together, they encountered many unnecessary detours and hardships, nearly causing a disaster.
He only hoped that with his help in this life, they could directly find happiness.
Sometimes Han Muyang could be quite clever, quickly offering his congratulations, he clapped vigorously, "I’m truly happy for you, big brother and third sister, I hope you can be happy together."
Once he started, the others hurriedly followed suit.
After everyone had offered their congratulations, Han Zheng spoke gently, "Today, I called you all here to announce something major. That is, I plan to distribute everything amongst you, and moreover, I want Muyun, Xiaoxiao, and Han Mi to revert to your original surnames..."
Han Xiao paled dramatically, "Dad... what are you?"
Han Mi incredulously said, "Dad, what is this...?"
Only Han Muyun remained silent.
Han Zheng waved his hand to interrupt Han Xiao and Han Mi, "Don’t speak yet, let me finish. Except for the Han Family’s old properties which I’ll keep, the rest will be evenly distributed among you. As for the specifics, you’ll need to discuss that yourselves. Hmm, regarding this matter, let’s hear your thoughts one by one. Muxuan, you’re the eldest, you go first."