Chapter 1738 - 1739: What Cannot Be Given

These, as a father, Zhuang Fuqiang cannot give to Zhuang Tong.

A sigh expressed his heartfelt feelings.

"Uncle, Aunt, come and have some fruit, I just bought it this morning."

Nie Qingqing walked out of the kitchen with a fruit platter, smiling and greeting.

"Thank you, Qingqing."

Madam Zhuang sat on the sofa, expressing gratitude.

"Click!"

At this moment, the crisp sound of the door lock rang, followed by the door being pushed open.

As the door was pushed open, Lin Xian couldn't help but be taken aback.

He saw a pair of middle-aged people sitting on the sofa, while Zhuang Tong and Nie Qingqing were holding fruit trays,

hosting them.

Not only he, but Zhuang Fuqiang and Madam Zhuang were also stunned.

Zhuang Xing was the first to react, she quickly walked to Lin Xian's side and whispered, "Dear, I'm really sorry. My parents came too suddenly, there was no time to notify you in advance."

Lin Xian almost never comes home at noon, so Zhuang Tong planned to inform him in the afternoon.

Unexpectedly, today at noon, Lin Xian came back uncharacteristically.

Lin Xian raised his eyebrows slightly, whispering, "These are your parents?"

"Yes! They don't feel at ease about me, so they came to check on me."

Zhuang Xing nodded, taking out slippers while speaking softly.

So they were Zhuang Xing's parents.

Lin Xian could understand their sudden visit.

The hearts of parents everywhere are pitiful.

Knowing that their daughter was a mistress, anyone would come to visit.

If her parents never asked about it, Lin Xian would feel that it's abnormal!

Thinking this, Lin Xian nodded slightly towards Zhuang Tong, then smiled and greeted warmly:

"Hello, Uncle and Aunt!"

Seeing Zhuang Tong's reaction, Zhuang Fuqiang and Madam Zhuang snapped out of it.

The young man in front of them should be the benefactor who supports Zhuang Tong.

Madam Zhuang smiled and said, "The son-in-law is back."

In their hometown in the north, sons-in-law are referred to as "姑爷".

Just after speaking, Zhuang Fuqiang nudged Madam Zhuang's arm secretly and glared at her.

Only then did Madam Zhuang realize she might have said something wrong.

Lin Xian and Zhuang Tong are only in a support relationship, how could anyone call him "姑爷"?

Thinking of this, Madam Zhuang's expression was extremely embarrassed, with her hands awkwardly placed, neither sitting nor standing, appearing particularly constrained.

Seeing this, Lin Xian smiled and said, "Uncle and Aunt, I am Xiao Tong's boyfriend, Lin Xian."

Although Zhuang Fuqiang and Madam Zhuang both understood that they were in a support relationship, hearing him say this made them feel very comfortable.

Adding to Lin Xian's good demeanor, pleasant appearances, and the attire he wore, the first impression he gave was very comfortable.

In an instant, Madam Zhuang's impression of him greatly improved.

Zhuang Fuqiang glanced at Lin Xian a few times, finally feeling relieved.

Their daughter hadn't lied to them; the other party truly was a young man of ten years old.

Besides, this young man has good looks, good temperament, and is very polite; most importantly, he is also very wealthy.

Suddenly, the thoughts of Zhuang Fuqiang and Madam Zhuang became lively.

Both of them were still young, and regarding the so-called relationship of support, they felt it was somewhat dramatic.

It looked more like two young people in love.

Who knows, maybe the two of them will marry in the future?

By then, wouldn't Lin Xian become the real son-in-law?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Fuqiang and Madam Zhuang looked at Lin Xian with much more eagerness.

Ever since visiting Zhang Mengyao's home, Lin Xian was quite familiar with this kind of gaze.

This was typically the gaze of a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.

Zhuang Xing clearly noticed the odd look in her parents' eyes and couldn't help but turn to Lin Xian with a bitter smile.

Lin Xian pinched her little hand, smiling, and said, "Uncle and Aunt haven't had lunch yet? Perfect timing, let's go out for a meal!"

"There's no need for the trouble, we'll just eat at home,"

Madam Zhuang waved her hand, stood up, and said, "You all stay here, I'll go cook."

Zhuang Tong hurriedly pulled her back, frowning, "You're honest, after sitting on the train for several hours, don't fuss around. Can your body take it?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xian noticed Madam Zhuang's face was unnaturally yellow, recalling that Zhuang Tong mentioned her mother had uremia.

After just sitting on the train for five or six hours and now wanting to go out to eat, it seems likely Madam Zhuang wouldn't be able to take it.

Thinking of this, Lin Xian said, "How about this, I'll ask the restaurant to prepare a meal and have it sent over, Uncle and Aunt can make do for lunch."

"No need, no need, we'll just make do." Madam Zhuang waved her hand repeatedly.

Lin Xian took out his phone and dialed the butler Allen's number.

Instructing him to prepare a meal at the Jiangnan Stove restaurant in the hotel and have it delivered to the house.

Frankly, this went beyond Allen's job scope.

But even so, the other party agreed readily, being very straightforward.

After finishing the call, Lin Xian saw Madam Zhuang looking fatigued, so he said to Zhuang Tong, "Doesn't the house have a massage chair? Why not let Aunt try it?"

"Oh right!"

Zhuang Tong slapped her forehead, enthusiastically saying, "Mom, I recently bought a massage chair, the effect is great, let's try it out."

After saying this, she pulled Madam Zhuang towards the study.

Nie Qingqing saw this and followed them into the study as well.

Leaving only Zhuang Fuqiang and Lin Xian in the living room, creating a somewhat silent atmosphere.

Zhuang Fuqiang was naturally taciturn, usually quiet and especially feeling awkward due to Lin Xian's identity.

"Do you smoke, Uncle?"

Lin Xian pulled out a pack of Supreme cigarettes from a drawer, opened it, and handed one over.

He hardly smoked, but kept a pack at home.

Although cigarettes aren't good, they are sometimes indispensable for social interactions.

Among men, sometimes a glass of wine or a cigarette can start a conversation.

"Thank you!"

Zhuang Fuqiang took the cigarette, pulled out a lighter, and lit it.

Gently exhaling a smoke circle, he spoke, "Thank you for taking care of Xiao Tong in Jinling."

Lin Xian smiled, "Usually it's Xiao Tong who takes care of me."

This wasn't false.

Every time he came home, Zhuang Tong would take meticulous care of him.

Since buying this house, he no longer had to worry, as chores like laundry and cleaning were all handled by Zhuang Tong.

After saying that, the atmosphere fell silent again.

Zhuang Fuqiang was not conversant, paired with Lin Xian's identity making him feel awkward, leaving him unsure how to engage in conversation, thus he could only smoke quietly.

Seeing this, Lin Xian smiled slightly, saying, "Uncle, after several hours on the train, you must be tired, rest for a bit. I'll read a book, so I won't disturb your rest."

After saying that, he picked up two math books from the coffee table and entered the bedroom.

If he continued to stay in the living room, it would only lead to awkward conversation and make Zhuang Fuqiang feel very constrained.

Rather than that, it's better to read in the bedroom.

In the study.

Madam Zhuang lay on the massage chair, looking satisfied, muttering, "This son-in-law is really handsome, speaks well, and is very considerate. Little Xing, don't be stubborn, okay?"

"Why are you already calling him 'son-in-law'?"

Zhuang Tong said helplessly, "I've already said, we won't get married in the future! Mom, don't call him son-in-law anymore, it's so awkward!"

"You this child, Mom won't say it."

Madam Zhuang looked at her and earnestly said, "You guys are still young, who can say for sure what will happen in the future."

"Haha!"

Zhuang Xing smiled casually, not speaking.

Though she may appear lazy like a cat on ordinary days, in fact, she's a woman with a strong mind; once she decides on something, she will pursue it, regardless of anyone's advice.

She will fulfill her duties and obligations as a child, working hard to support her parents so they can live well.

However, she will not give up her lifestyle because of her parents.

This is Zhuang Tong.