After Ruan Xia changed her clothes and put on beautiful makeup, she walked downstairs, looked at the father and son pair, and asked, “Want me to drive or do you want to drive?”


  Song Tingshen was still a bit surprised that she was going with them today, but his expression remained calm. “You can drive.”


  Watching as Song Tingshen brought box after box of fruits to the car, Ruan Xia’s high opinion of him increased further.

  He was truly a very good son-in-law. In addition to the novel’s Ruan Xia giving her parents money monthly for living expenses, Song Tingshen would also send over many things to his in-law son holidays. On New Year’s Day, he would also send over red envelopes, and it wasn’t a small amount either.

  Every year, Mother Ruan would be envied by relatives and friends because of this and other things. Everyone said that Mother Ruan was a very fortunate person because she had never worked in her life. In the past, her husband had supported her. And now, she could depend on her daughter and son-in-law for financial support. Her life was more leisurely and relaxed than anyone else’s.

  Song Tingshen had always been very generous to the novel’s Ruan Xia and her family when it came to money. In this era, men that were wealthy and generous would at least be welcomed by all.

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  Once the family of three arrived at the Ruan Xia’s parents’ home, it became a lot livelier.

  Father Ruan and Mother Ruan were very happy. In the past, they would only be able to see this family of three together on New Year’s Day.

  After Song Tingshen carried the boxes of fruit upstairs to the apartment, he didn’t stop to rest. He went to help Father Ruan in the kitchen.

  As Mother Ruan squeezed fruit juice for Ruan Xia and Little Wang, she pretended to casually say, “Little Wang’s dad is so hardworking. He always helps your dad cook when he comes over.”


  “Oh.” Ruan Xia was eating sliced watermelon, sitting cross-legged on the couch, and watching TV with Little Wang without any mental burden.

  Mother Ruan wanted to say more good words about her son-in-law, but knowing her daughter’s personality, she was worried that saying too much would cause the opposite intended result. She could only sigh and move a small stool to the balcony to pluck leafy vegetables.

  Actually, Ruan Xia had easily seen through what Mother Ruan was trying to do.

  All parents wanted their children to have harmonious and peaceful relationships, but these two parents were doomed to be disappointed. She had no intention of becoming a loving couple with Song Tingshen and neither did Song Tingshen. They just wanted to be a plastic couple.

  In the kitchen, Song Tingshen was helping Father Ruan with the cooking. Although he had achieved great success, it was because he had worked hard to build it up from nothing. Song Tingshen looked like he was from a rich family, but his earlier life was far from well-off.

  Song Tingshen had lost his parents when he was young. Since elementary school, he had lived the life of someone relying on the charity of others. At a young age, he had experienced the harshness of society. And so, he learned early on how to live independently.