Han Zheng actually was quite eager for Meng Chuyue to change back to the Han surname, but he always remembered his own words "allowing marriage once the ID card shows twenty years old." He was worried that she might take the opportunity to change back her real age as well, and once she turned twenty in half a year, she would be married off to that stinky kid Shen Ci, so he deliberately showed an attitude of indifference about the surname change.
"As long as you remember to continuously offer incense to our ancestors and not forget your roots, it’s okay not to change your surname."
Because both families’ elders took this stance, and changing a name was indeed bothersome, the two kept dragging it out.
Shen Ci knew that if he casually talked about this matter with Meng Chuyue, she would continue to procrastinate, so he quietly prepared everything needed for changing her surname and identity.
Like the proof of her actual age, academic records...
When everything was ready, one evening when they were resting, he handed her the documents and poured out his heart, "Yueyue, I don’t want to wait another year and a half. Let’s find some time to change your surname and age back, so we can get married in half a year."
Meng Chuyue cradled his handsome face, tilted her head, and laughed, "Aren’t you afraid my dad will hammer you?"
Shen Ci didn’t answer, but kissed her deeply instead.
After a long while, he released her and whispered softly, "I’m not scared. I believe he’s just trying to scare me."
Even if it wasn’t a bluff, he wouldn’t beat him to death, and that was good enough.
Meng Chuyue rolled around on the bed a few times, laughing as she agreed, "Alright, I’ll change it. But if my dad blames us, you’ll take responsibility alone."
"Okay," Shen Ci kissed her again.
Actually, without Han Zheng monitoring them, he didn’t mind being closer to Yueyue and waiting a while longer to get married.
The problem was, Han Zheng watched them too closely, forcing him to think about getting married.
Since they were staying in Hai City, Shen Ci and Meng Chuyue inevitably had to go to school.
They still entered and exited together, drawing considerable attention.
Lee Mi and Lin Fangwei quickly noticed them.
Both were extremely shocked and immediately harbored ill intentions.
After discussing with Han Muchuan at home, Lee Mi didn’t go out herself but instead encouraged Han Xiao to take the lead.
Han Xiao had clients in Imperial, and hearing how Han Zheng and Meng Chuyue were making Medicinal Food Hall a big success there, and that Han Muxuan and Lin Muyun had followed them, he felt bitter. These days, Han Muchuan and Lee Mi were not very close to him, and Han Muyang didn’t bother with him much either. He not only saw his business declining but also felt isolated and depressed.
Encouraged by Han Muchuan and Lee Mi, he went to the Blue Sky Fast Food Restaurant.
Oh, the Blue Sky Fast Food now had closed its doors and left the market entirely.
The people of Hai City, especially the students at Hai City University, found it hard to adjust, but since protests were futile, they could only stare helplessly.
Han Xiao arrived at the tutoring center, where the security guard told him that Shen Ci and Meng Chuyue had gone to school, as it was school hours, and the students who attended tutoring sessions hadn’t arrived yet, leaving only Han Muyang and Zou Xiaojun studying by themselves.
Han Xiao asked the security guard to inform Han Muyang that he wanted to wait there for Meng Chuyue. Han Muyang agreed but did not come out to meet him. Instead, he had the security guard usher him into a private room and brew a pot of tea.
If it hadn’t been for that pot of tea, Han Xiao would have remained engulfed in anger.
Because of the tea, he began to reflect: Muyang wasn’t completely heartless towards him, so had he really been the one in the wrong before?
Han Xiao had come after noon.
He waited here for over four hours, even dozed off a bit on the sofa in the private room, and finally, around five o’clock in the afternoon, Meng Chuyue and Shen Ci finished school.
Hearing Meng Chuyue’s excited conversation with Han Muyang, as carefree as siblings, he felt an unbearable sourness in his heart.
And felt deeply aggrieved.
Maybe he wasn’t as smart as Han Muxuan and Lin Muyun, but he didn’t feel inferior to Han Muyang. Why could his foster father and Meng Chuyue accept Han Muyang, yet treat him like an enemy?