Du Juan's pleading gaze shifted to Old Shen, as if seeking his decision.
In the eyes of the elderly couple, Old Shen was also a member of their family; they regarded him as their elder brother.
Whenever they encountered difficult matters, they would ask him for advice.
"You are her parents, you decide."
Old Shen sat there, leisurely sipping his tea. While he appeared to maintain a neutral stance, Qing Mu Ye could largely guess his inner thoughts.
"Oh, it's not hasty, not hasty at all. Jing Wei and Mu Ye have known each other for a year or two. Now she's pregnant and getting married, it's a double celebration. Everyone's happy, hahaha..."
Old Madam Qing chuckled, then pointed at Qing Mu Ye, praising him. "Don't let this brat fool you with his cold demeanor; he's actually very considerate. I can see all his feelings for Jing Wei."
"You say that it's fate for two children to meet in the vast sea of people. Now that they like each other, it's a blessing cultivated in their past lives. As parents, don't we all want to see our children happy? Kin, don't you agree?"
To facilitate this marriage, Old Madam Qing kept urging them on, fearing that Meng Jing Wei's parents might not agree.
"Marriage is about matching backgrounds."
Although Meng Tian Hua was old-fashioned and traditional, he was also fair-minded. "From ancient times to the present, marriage has always been about matching backgrounds. Otherwise, have you ever seen a couple live happily?"
He tapped the table. "I, Meng Tian Hua, only have this one daughter. I don't expect her to marry into a wealthy family; I only hope she can live happily."
"Yes, yes. Her father is right. My husband and I aren't very capable, nor do we want our daughter to marry someone beyond her station. We just wish for her to be happy her whole life, and then we'll be at ease."
As parents, they all wished for their children's happiness.
On the other end of the phone, Meng Jing Wei, hearing her parents, who were not very eloquent, say these words, felt a pang of emotion, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Dad, Mom, it's so good to have you."
They knew she was adopted, yet they doted on her.
Perhaps, this was the blessing she had cultivated in her past life.
Meng Jing Wei thought to herself.
"I... I've made up my mind. I want to marry Ah Ye. I believe in him, and he won't let me down."
To avoid worrying her adoptive parents, Meng Jing Wei never mentioned the dangerous events she had experienced with Qing Mu Ye, nor did she reveal her identity as the successor of the Hidden Clan.
Old Shen had kept the truth hidden for a lifetime, naturally considering their ability to bear it.
Meng Jing Wei understood this well.
"Ah Ye said he wants to register our marriage on Monday, and I agree. He said he wants to get married next month, and I agree."
Meng Jing Wei pursed her lips, looking at the three beloved figures on the video call. "Master, Dad, Mom, I love Ah Ye, and I want to marry him. Of course, what I want most is your blessing."
After she finished speaking, a silence fell over the private room.
Meng Tian Hua turned his head with an displeased expression, not wanting to look at Meng Jing Wei.
Du Juan hesitated, ultimately unsure of what to say.
As for Old Shen, he remained silent.
The atmosphere instantly became so heavy it felt oppressive.
Qing Mu Ye turned, took out a few items from the side, and walked to Meng Tian Hua and Du Juan.
"This is a bank transfer record. The ten billion yuan betrothal gift has already been transferred to Dad's account." He placed the card before Meng Tian Hua. "Ah Wei helped you get this card."
"This is the property deed in the most luxurious area of Lan Cheng, already transferred to your names. It's a building, 48 floors, with two units per floor. In the future, when you have free time, you can collect rent and pass the time."
"This is a car for you both. It will be more convenient for going out."
Qing Mu Ye placed the items before the elderly couple, then placed three items before Old Shen. "Master Shen, this is for you. You are Ah Wei's master. A master is like a father, and you are also my father, Qing Mu Ye."
Old Madam Qing, who had been quite supportive of Qing Mu Ye and Meng Jing Wei, couldn't help but feel a pang of regret upon hearing Qing Mu Ye's words.
Ten billion yuan!
A building in the prime location of Lan Cheng, 48 floors, two units per floor!
The value was immeasurable.
For a moment, she wasn't sure if this marriage was a good or bad thing.