Chapter 618: Can She Still Keep It?

Mrs. Gao was genuinely pleased.

Her daughter’s marriage to Qin Wenze hadn’t been for nothing, after all.

’Wouldn’t this house belong to their Gao family from now on?’

’And that five thousand in Gao Lan’s hands—what was a woman doing clutching so much money?’

’Of course, it ought to be handed over to the family.’

’Her own salary was more than enough for her.’

The more Mrs. Gao thought about it, the happier she became.

She was even thinking... maybe after they found someone to marry Gao Lan off to, they could give her job to their eldest son’s wife.

Gao Lan had no idea that her mother was not only planning to squeeze her dry but had also already arranged the rest of her life.

At that moment, she was frozen in place.

She was completely against her parents moving into this house.

How could she not know what her own parents were like?

If they moved in now, would they ever move out again?

Unfortunately, she had missed the best opportunity to refuse.

Mr. and Mrs. Gao were people of action. They didn’t move any large items.

They just brought over the clothes they wore day-to-day.

As for everything else they needed—Gao Lan could buy it!

After all, she had so much money on hand!

Isn’t that what a daughter was for, spending money on her parents?

Qin Wenze paid no mind to these matters. To him, since he had divorced Gao Lan and cut all ties, then Gao Lan’s affairs had nothing to do with him from now on.

He only found out that her parents had moved into the house with her three days later.

A friend had told him.

That same friend, who happened to work at the household registration office, also told him that Gao Lan had changed her son’s surname back to Gao.

Qin Wenze wasn’t bothered by the name change.

After all, he was a Gao by blood.

He wasn’t possessive over another man’s son.

Besides, ever since his divorce from Gao Lan, he and Qin Yaohui had already ended their father-son relationship.

This was something he had specifically brought up with Gao Lan during the divorce.

He just found it a bit sad that Gao Lan had made a huge mistake—how could she let her parents move in with her?

’Will Gao Lan even be able to hold on to that house in the future?’

...

Fu Mingxue arrived home the day before the Qingming Festival.

Mrs. Fu was very surprised to see her daughter. "Why didn’t you tell me you were coming back?"

"The project I was on just wrapped up, so I came back since I had the time. How have you been, Mom? Where are the kids? Have they been good?"

"They’ve been very good. But your mother-in-law picked them up yesterday to take them to the Qin family home. She said they’d be staying for a couple of days."

"What a shame." ’No wonder the kids didn’t come running out to greet me.’

Mrs. Fu looked her daughter up and down. "You’ve lost so much weight. And why is your face so pale? Have you not been eating?"

Fu Mingxue: ...?

’What do you mean, "so pale"?’

’This is a healthy skin tone.’

"Well, when you don’t see much sun, you get paler, right? Besides, I haven’t lost any weight. I checked. Still eighty-eight."

Mrs. Fu rolled her eyes. ’Eighty-eight and she says she’s not skinny?’

"Why don’t you go get washed up? I’ll make you something to eat. Oh, right, what would you like?"

Fu Mingxue was indeed hungry after several days on the train.

"Anything is fine, I’m not a picky eater. How about some noodles? With two eggs, some shredded pork, and lots of greens. Oh, and I want the eggs fried until they’re crispy and golden."

Mrs. Fu: ...?

’So many requests, and she calls that "not picky"?’

"Alright, alright."

Fu Mingxue went into her room and looked around, noticing how spotless it was.

’Her mom must clean it every single day.’

She grabbed a change of clothes and headed to the bathroom to shower.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Fu was happily making noodles for her daughter.