193: Chapter 193 finally got away with it.

Zhao Xiaoshuai began to speak slowly, following the mental script he had prepared.

"When it comes to giving Wenwen the security a wife deserves, I'm not just all talk."

"I've provided Wenwen with a house worth 2 million and a car worth 1 million, and both are registered under her own name. These are her basic financial safeguards."

"Besides that, I give her tens of thousands in pocket money every month for her daily living expenses."

"No matter how busy I am, I make sure to set aside enough time to spend with her every day. That is the foundation of our relationship."

"So, Mom and Dad, you tell me—is that one marriage certificate really that important anymore?"

He deliberately avoided mentioning the sports center, fearing that the total amount exceeding ten million would shock his parents too much.

Mother Zhao hadn't quite processed the significance of amounts like one or two million yet; she just felt it was a lot.

Her instinct was to criticize her son for wasting money again—after all, habits formed over decades aren't easily changed—but she forced herself to swallow the words since her daughter-in-law-to-be was right there.

She was just an ordinary woman, so at this moment, she could only look to her husband, who had more of a say in major matters.

According to Father Zhao's simple values, he still couldn't accept the idea of starting a family without getting married.

However, he didn't know how to argue back for a moment, as what his son said seemed to have some merit. He could only turn to his future daughter-in-law.

"I don't care if what this brat says makes sense or not. Girl, I'm just asking for your thoughts. If you don't accept this, his mother and I will definitely support you and make sure you two get that certificate registered."

The expectant look in Meng Yawen's eyes dimmed slightly, but she hadn't held much hope to begin with, so the disappointment wasn't too severe.

She pursed her lips and finally said, "Uncle, Auntie, thank you for taking my side. Knowing your stance is enough to make me very satisfied."

"But when I first got together with Shuaige, we had already agreed on this condition. I won't go back on my word and cause him trouble."

In the end, she didn't want to use this to shake Zhao Xiaoshuai's resolve. After all, it was an agreement they had made beforehand, and she had gradually grown used to other women frequently appearing around him lately.

Moreover, as they spent more time together, she felt more and more that she alone really couldn't handle this boyfriend with his bottomless appetite.

For various reasons, Meng Yawen had already deep down abandoned the fantasy of curing her boyfriend's psychological hang-ups and turning him back into a 'Pure Love Warrior'.

Seeing that their daughter-in-law had no objections, Zhao's parents sighed. Marriage was ultimately a matter for the young couple, and they didn't want to interfere excessively in their children's lives.

"If you don't get married, you still have to have a child, right? When will I get to hold a grandson?"

"Mom, Wenwen hasn't even graduated from university yet. I want to wait until at least after she graduates before having one."

"Oh, that seems right too."

What Zhao Xiaoshuai didn't say out loud was that they might already have a grandson or granddaughter...

Seeing the heavy atmosphere, Zhao Xiaoshuai tried to divert everyone's attention. "It's about time, and we're all hungry. Let's eat."

He was their son after all, so the two elders didn't completely pull the rug out from under him. Mother Zhao stood up and began preparing lunch.

"Can Wenwen cook?"

"I'm sorry, Mom, I'm really not good at that."

"It's fine, it's fine. Just give me a hand."

"Okay! I can do that!"

The matter of marriage was put off for the time being, and soon a sumptuous home-cooked meal was served.

Meng Yawen, the "wronged" daughter-in-law, naturally received meticulous care and affection from Zhao's parents, who kept piling food onto her plate.

"Here, eat more meat. Look how thin your waist is."

"Thank you, Auntie." Meng Yawen didn't resist. She could just do a few extra sets of exercises later, so she obediently ate whatever was put on her plate.

"Why are you still calling me Auntie?"

"Ah, sorry, I forgot again. Thank you, Mom."

As "compensation," Mother Zhao immediately had her daughter-in-law change how she addressed them. Although they hadn't registered their marriage, from today on, she was the daughter-in-law recognized by the Zhao family.

At the dinner table, the two elders seemed to forget they had a biological son, treating him like thin air and not even glancing at him.

Looking at him just made them annoyed!

Zhao Xiaoshuai just had to endure it; after all, he had brought it on himself. And this was just the appetizer—it would be a disaster when he brought his other girlfriends home later.

But who told him to be so soft-hearted? He wanted each of his girlfriends to have as complete a home as possible. He still wanted everyone to be happy!

The 'Big-Headed Son' felt bitter inside; clearly, everything was the 'Little-Headed Father's' fault!

Fortunately, his girlfriend still cared for him, occasionally putting food on his plate, making him feel that there was still some warmth in the world.

After finally finishing the home-cooked meal, Meng Yawen helped her mother-in-law put the dishes into the dishwasher. Father Zhao gave his son a look, and the two went into the inner room.

Zhao Xiaoshuai thought his father was going to give him a beating, but with his current physical resilience, he wasn't afraid and followed him in confidently.

However, things didn't seem to be as he thought. When Father Zhao spoke, he actually asked for money.

"You brat, it seems you really have been making a lot of money. A luxury car worth a million and a mansion worth two million, just given away like that? Your mother and I had prepared a big red envelope of ten thousand yuan for our daughter-in-law, but how can we give that now?"

"I told you long ago I'd transfer some pocket money to you, but wasn't it Mom who kept shouting that she didn't want it?"

As he spoke, he transferred seventy thousand yuan to each of his parents as pocket money. The reason he didn't transfer too much was that it might trigger unnecessary trouble.

"But I think for red envelopes, you don't need to give too much. It's just for good luck."

"Wenwen has her own career now and is used to seeing large sums of money. Instead of a big red envelope, it would be more appropriate to give her some personal items."

Father Zhao thought this made sense. He went back into the room, rummaged through some boxes and cabinets, and took out a small Silver Lock.

He ignored his son and walked straight to the outer hall to give the item to Meng Yawen.

"Girl, take this. This is a small item passed down from my Zhao family ancestors. It's not worth much money, but it has some sentimental value."

Meng Yawen was indeed very delighted. she caressed the small Silver Lock fondly, her eyes curving into a smile.

"Thank you, Dad!"

Zhao Xiaoshuai watched this scene quietly from the side, happy for her.

His little girlfriend was Number One, after all, and had a unique advantage. It was perfectly natural for her to receive some ancestral items.

'When Numbers Two, Three, Four, Five, and Six come later, I wonder if the things left by my ancestors will hold out...'

He didn't stay long at his parents' house. Leading his happily humming little girlfriend, he went home to pick up his Sister-in-law.

His Sister-in-law's school started the day after tomorrow, so he had specifically promised to take her skiing today.

And when it came to skiing, his little girlfriend, a master of sports, was clearly more suitable to teach her than a half-baked amateur like him.