If Yang Mei and Liang Yuan had a child, they would truly be a family.
Then even if he died one day, his daughter's beauty faded, he wouldn't have to worry about her being abandoned.
He knew Liang Yuan was giving his daughter reassurances.
He liked this new son-in-law, Liang Yuan, more and more.
He was a hundred, no, a thousand times better than Li Zhiqiang!
"Food's ready."
Yang Mei carried a plate of stir-fried pork, smiling as she put it on the table, "Don't just drink, eat some food. I'll go fry two more dishes."
Liang Yuan laughed, "Sister Mei, no need to rush, I have food here. Come sit and eat with us."
Yang Mei was full of joy, "I'm just happily busy today. Little brother, accompany my dad and have a good drink."
Liang Yuan, though helpless, understood her feelings.
He took a bag of peanuts from his inventory, "How can you drink without peanuts? Sister Mei, help me fry these peanuts, and come over quickly to eat together."
