"And lunch, start preparing right now..."

Early in the morning, Su Yiru was in the living room, busy arranging everything.

Just thinking about the important guests coming today made her unable to stop smiling.

"Mom, it’s so early, what are you busy with?" Ye Mingmei hadn’t slept all night, and just when she felt a bit sleepy in the morning, she got woken up by the noise outside, rubbing her eyes as she walked out of the room.

"Is Meimei still asleep?" Su Yiru glanced behind Ye Mingmei, not seeing Meimei, her eyes darkened slightly.

She walked forward and pulled Ye Mingmei onto the sofa.

"Don’t worry about what I’m busy with right now, let me ask you, what about the matter I talked to you about yesterday, have you thought it through?"

"What matter?"

Ye Mingmei’s eyes flickered slightly, avoiding her gaze by turning her head.

Just as she was about to stand up from the sofa, Su Yiru pulled her forcefully, almost making her fall back.

"Don’t play dumb with me, I discussed it with your dad yesterday, Mr. Jin’s conditions and character are one in a million, as soon as he says he wants to get married, I fear the line will stretch to the Pacific Ocean, why aren’t you taking this seriously?!"

Su Yiru snarled in frustration.

"Holding on to Yu Xiuzhun, who you don’t know if he’s alive or dead, can he feed you? Can he take good care of Meimei? Even if you don’t think of yourself, you should think of my granddaughter!"

"Mom, it’s not that I don’t care, it’s that Senior doesn’t have me in his heart at all, I’ve said it many times, he likes someone else." Ye Mingmei adjusted her seat and pressed her temples in frustration.

Their relationship was already set when she found out Jin Chenye liked Qin Youxuan.

They’re just good friends now...

But Ye Mingmei didn’t know how to tell Su Yiru these words.

Moreover, Jin Chenye wouldn’t want these things to be known to others.

"How do you know it’s impossible if you don’t try?" Su Yiru insisted, "If Mr. Jin really has someone he likes, how could he not have gotten married after all these years? Don’t think I can be easily fooled just because I’m old."

"..."

"Alright, I’ve said enough, you don’t want to listen, all in all, I just want to tell you, you’re still young, thinking about spending a lifetime alone at this age is too stubborn, you may not want a husband, but haven’t you thought maybe Meimei wants a dad?"

"..."

Ye Mingmei’s eyes slowly dimmed.

Su Yiru’s words undoubtedly struck her most vulnerable spot.

Thinking of the drawing paper she saw before sleeping last night, Ye Mingmei silently clenched the hand on her knee.

"Grandma~"

A soft and tender voice came from the door, Su Yiru’s tense face instantly softened.

She turned her head to see Meimei rubbing her sleepy eyes, walking out of her room.

She walked forward and picked her up.

"Why up so early, did you sleep well last night?"

"Yes!" Meimei nodded vigorously and then smiled sweetly.

As she approached the sofa, she crawled from Su Yiru’s arms beside Ye Mingmei, raising her little head.

"Mommy, has Mr. Diwu come to see me?"

"Not yet, but he will soon, does Meimei miss Mr. Diwu?" Ye Mingmei reached out to hold her daughter in her arms, fixing her little pajamas.

Her fingers touched her delicate little face.

"Very much, Mr. Diwu said when he comes this time, he’ll bring me a gift." Meimei said with a smile.

Her bright eyes were full of anticipation, like she was imagining what gift Diwu Zexuan would bring her.