"Planning to be so shabby??" Qing Li’s face turned increasingly cold as she questioned.

I broke into a cold sweat, "Mother-in-law, shall we go inside and talk?"

"What is this place?" Qing Li surveyed the area around Chen’s Restaurant and, wearing high heels, stepped inside.

Liu Hongluan followed like a maid, her gaze lowered and afraid to look anywhere.

I followed Qing Li closely, clearing my throat, "You... seem to have been here before, my workplace."

"I remember, used to live here." Qing Li said slowly, suddenly turning her head toward me and Yu Longting, "You plan to continue living in such a shabby place?"

I almost bit my tongue in nervousness, "It’s not that shabby."

"Pay attention to ceremony, understand?" Qing Li sat down on a long wooden bench, Liu Hongluan immediately half-knelt beside her, massaging her legs.

I don’t understand, is she implying to hold a wedding now?

The pressure from Qing Li was so overwhelming that I didn’t dare to ask.

I looked to Yu Longting for help, wondering what ceremony she meant, hoping for some hints.

Yu Longting lowered his head, his long fingers brushing past Dumpling’s neck where red scales had grown, "Mom, whatever you need, just instruct us, we’ll do it."

"At least change into suitable clothes and serve me tea." Qing Li watched Yu Longting play with Dumpling, her eyes blazing with a fire, her hands seemed itching too, "Hand my precious grandson over."

"Isn’t that unreasonable, he’s spent most of his time with you." Yu Longting shifted his body, shielding Dumpling, looking protective.

Qing Li checked her watch, "You’re getting married today, no time to care for Dumpling, I’ll help babysit. Isn’t that reasonable?"

Unexpectedly, one day Qing Li might show a mundane and unreasonable side, just like in family dramas.

"Why don’t we change clothes and let Grandma take care of Dumpling." I signaled to Yu Longting.

Qing Li was a bit domineering but also cherishes Dumpling.

There’s no need for squabbles, coax Qing Li to happiness, so she’ll naturally favor us both.

Isn’t that wonderful?

Yu Longting furrowed his brows, again furrowing his brows.

His unpredictable expression made Qing Li’s face grim, watching Yu Longting make a difficult decision, "Lending him for now, but you can’t hog him for long, or Dumpling might grow distant from his parents."

"Dumpling, go play with Grandma, today is your parents’ big day, they need to be busy." We explained to Dumpling and reluctantly handed him over to Qing Li.

Dumpling earnestly nodded, a look of seriousness and maturity on his innocent face, "Hmm."

As soon as Dumpling was in her arms, Qing Li beamed, "My lovely grandson, with red scales at such a young age~ The feel is so nice, so smooth and soft~"

Perhaps love extends to the child, Qing Li truly adored Little Dumpling’s red scales, representing the True Dragon.

"You’re back! Brother Chenn, why didn’t you notify us, I missed you." Xiao Li, carrying bags, entered and immediately saw Beichen in the corner, blending in.

She bounced like a rabbit, diving into Beichen’s embrace, "Still the comfort of Brother Chenn’s arms, I can’t sleep alone at night~ Give me a kiss."

"Hmm, I... I missed you too." The silent Beichen suddenly seemed vibrant, glowing brightly, "It’s crowded here, let’s... not kiss now, the Snake Lord’s mother is here."