145: Chapter 145 Rejecting a Billion-Dollar Family, Only Recognizing Tang Luochuan

Jiang Jinyue was left speechless by that one sentence from the other party.

She and Su Wantang couldn't understand how someone could be so poor in their childhood and yet so rich as an adult.

After chatting for a while, they couldn't help but bring up Zhu Jianhua.

As his aunt, Zhu Xiumei was still a bit worried.

"Mom, I was just saying that I'd help Cousin Jianhua find a place to stay for now! I checked a few online, and they're not bad. I'll book one for him tomorrow."

Zhu Xiumei seemed to have something on her mind; she just gave a hum and didn't say anything else.

...

After the meal, the family returned to their residence.

Tang Luochuan arranged for his parents to stay in the newly purchased 'dowry house'.

He had spent his own money, and regardless, how could his father-in-law compare to his own parents?

Meanwhile, Jiang Jinyue and Su Wantang returned to their own homes to prepare to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with their families.

As soon as the two girls returned, they faced the same problem.

That was that both families wanted to formally invite Tang Luochuan to dinner and hoped their daughters could set a date.

This kind of dinner wasn't just for casual chatting and drinking; to put it bluntly, it was an audit of the son-in-law, a discussion about future plans.

When to get married, when to register the marriage, and what he planned to do in the future.

Tang Luochuan was lying on the sofa, holding Shen Muyan.

The girl was like a kitten, lying on him, whispering contentedly, "It's so good. Today, you are all mine."

Meanwhile, Tang Luochuan received messages from the other two girls on his phone.

Jiang Jinyue: [My parents want to invite you to dinner sometime in the next few days. Come over if you have time! Let me know in advance, though you already know my home address anyway.]

Su Wantang: [My dad also wants to see you, but he doesn't really want to treat you to dinner; it's more like he's prepared to give you a hard time.]

The two messages made him chuckle.

He had already interacted with both Jiang Deming and Su Bingqiang.

Tang Luochuan defined the reason for Su Bingqiang's success as boldness.

As for Jiang Deming, it was meticulousness.

The two families appeared similar in status, but in reality, the Jiang Family's strength far exceeded that of the Su Family.

This point was not reflected in the two girls.

However, it was vividly displayed in the two old men.

One could get a glimpse of this just from the matter involving Gao Mingxuan; Jiang Deming had thoroughly grasped the situation and would never let emotions cloud his judgment.

Listening to Jiang Jinyue, Jiang Deming and the Gao Family didn't just have a year or two of friendship; it was implied to be a bond of over twenty years.

But when the other party fell into a financial plight, Jiang Deming was very clear-headed!!

Although he gave some money, this money was more like a payment to sever the friendship; I've fulfilled my obligation, and if I lose it, so be it.

Let's never see each other again, and don't say I wasn't loyal in the future.

Meanwhile, Su Bingqiang was kept in the dark and almost sold his daughter out.

Tang Luochuan opened his phone and checked his email; there were messages from several Big Tech Companies and the National Academy of Sciences.

Once the Mid-Autumn Festival was over, he would definitely contact them.

Go see the fathers-in-law?

He had to have this background to make them take a second look.

Tang Luochuan replied to both: [After the Mid-Autumn Festival!]

...

At the Jiang Family home, Jiang Jinyue lay on the bed, legs crossed, playing on her phone.

Jiang Deming and his wife were sitting in the living room, receiving guests.

"Yingying, does your Jinyue have a boyfriend yet?" The middle-aged woman opposite glanced at Jiang Jinyue's bedroom, hearing the sound of a game coming from inside.

The woman's voice was quite loud, and Jiang Jinyue heard her words as well.

However, she wasn't in a hurry at all; it was fine to let her parents handle such things.

When she was 16, people had already come to propose marriage.

It was funny to think about; those people kept praising her without even knowing her age.

They all thought she was already nearly 20.

Jiang Deming looked at the noblewoman in front of him; she was a member of the 'wives' circle' that his wife hung out with all day.

"Sister Liu, Jinyue has a boyfriend. No need to trouble yourselves."

"Oh? That's such a pity." The noblewoman smacked her lips. "I have a nephew who saw Jinyue's photo at my place a few days ago and took a liking to her at first glance. He specially asked me to come and ask about it."

"Haha, then you really arrived a step too late. Our Jinyue is already taken." Ma Ying replied with a smile, her tone full of certainty.

As for Tang Luochuan, Jiang Deming and his wife didn't actually know him very well.

But just as Tang Luochuan had judged, Jiang Deming was an extremely shrewd person with a sharp eye for people.

The couple had only interacted with Tang Luochuan a few times, yet they were convinced that he was their future son-in-law; this conviction was both prompt and resolute.

This was exactly the same principle they applied to business—opportunities are fleeting, allowing for no hesitation, and one must make decisions instantly.

Precisely because of this, Jiang Deming's attitude was clear: he must absolutely not interfere with the relationship between his daughter and Tang Luochuan.

It was just that it happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, a season when these women in their forties and fifties were keen on playing matchmaker.

The person inquiring in front of them was just one of them; in private, Ma Ying had already received a barrage of questions from her sisters, all asking whether Jiang Jinyue had a boyfriend, and she had politely declined them one by one.

After chatting for just a few moments, the doorbell rang again.

Ma Ying went to open the door. The moment she pulled it open, she was stunned—standing outside were actually all her close friends, each carrying mooncakes and fruit, with enthusiastic smiles on their faces, clearly all here for the sake of Jiang Jinyue's lifelong happiness.

"Yingying, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!" The leading friend smiled and squeezed into the room, her gaze sweeping straight into the house. "We just gathered to come over and take a look, and by the way, help Jinyue find someone. Let me tell you, I know a young man, the son of the boss of Bohan Technology, named Chen Tianhua. He's taken over quite a bit of the company's business at a young age, he's good-looking, and his family is wealthy. He and Jinyue would be a match made in heaven!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the living room fell silent for a few seconds. Jiang Deming and Ma Ying were both shocked—they knew the strength of Bohan Technology all too well.

They were genuine entrepreneurs, an existence that absolutely crushed the Jiang Family.

The other friends also scrambled to talk about the young talents they knew, most of whom were relatives or connections.

Jiang Deming didn't speak; he closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about in his head.

Ma Ying quickly signaled the nanny to serve tea.

This kind of thing was unavoidable; there were always a few people in her circle who knew top-tier big shots.

This Chen Family had a net worth of ten billion; no one in the entire Shanghai circle was unaware of them.

"They are good, but they might not be suitable for our Jinyue." Jiang Deming reached this conclusion after deep thought.

Ma Ying just laughed along with her friends; she didn't make any decisions.

"Everyone, we appreciate your kindness! Regarding the children's affairs, although we as parents have to help look into it! But the final decision is still in the child's hands. I think it's best to let things take their natural course."

This was where Jiang Deming was smart; the Chen Family was absolutely at the big-shot level, but he considered many things.

If his daughter were with the Chen Family, would she have a say? Would she be happy? Would she be joyful?

What his family lacked wasn't money, but the need for true happiness.