"Yue'er is here."
When Zhao Yinglan saw Xue Yue come in, she waved her over. "Come, sit here."
Xue Yue glanced around the room. Everyone was here: her brother's family, Uncle Zheng, Zhao Yinglan and her husband with their grandson, and Doctor Wen, who must have been sitting next to his wife.
Zhao Yinglan's eyes lit up when she saw He Lang next to Xue Yue. "Oh, my, Yue'er, you have much better taste than your mother! This is your husband, isn't he?"
"Zhao Yinglan! That's it, I'm leaving," Zheng Guofeng said, exasperated.
Everyone else burst out laughing.
Xue Yue nodded. "This is my husband, He Lang, my daughter, Ruanruan, and my son, Shiyi."
Zhao Yinglan said, "These two children are so beautiful. Tsk, tsk. It's no wonder they say strong genes run in the family. With such good-looking parents, how could the children be anything less?" As she spoke, she shot her husband a displeased glance.
Zaven Reynolds just kept grinning, as if he was already used to such comments.
