Accusations of not wanting to marry: The prosecutor pressed him relentlessly.

Tang Ze's company annual meeting was over, and there wasn't anything important to do afterward. He went back to his mother's house for dinner on the eve of the Lunar New Year.

Tang Yi has been away on a business trip for two or three days. He will be taking a flight back to Beicheng this afternoon. The housekeeper at home made dumplings on the spot. Before it was even time to eat, Tang Zhanghe told everyone to come home early for dinner.

After meeting with Mu Sheng, Fang Youxi went straight home. Right now, she's leaning on the kitchen island, learning to make dumplings from her aunt.

Tang Ze came home after work. After washing his hands, he came over and saw a row of dough balls of unknown shape arranged into a smiley face. He teased, "Are you sure you made dumplings?"

"I just made an important decision in my mind: whoever comes over first to praise them will have them in their bowl tonight."

Tang Ze: ...

Was what he just said a compliment?

It's clearly a question.

Tang Zhanghe strolled over, thinking to himself how lucky he was not to have said anything, otherwise he would have had to eat all those dough balls.

My daughter was unusually well-behaved today. After coming home, she went straight to the kitchen and sat there for more than an hour without saying much. She was seriously learning how to knead dough, prepare fillings, and make dumplings, just like when she was a child.

Tang Zhanghe remembered that when she was six or seven years old, he also made dumplings with her grandmother. However, that year he brought a woman home for the New Year, and Tangtang didn't seem to say much all night. Now that he thinks about it, he must have been out of his mind back then. How could he be so eager to get married?

It is said that men miss their wives when they are young, and miss their children when they get older.

That's absolutely true. When we were young, we were so busy dating, getting married, and getting divorced that we didn't really take care of our children.

Now all he wants is for his family to live in harmony, for his children to be successful, and for them to preserve the Tang family's small fortune.

Especially for his daughter, if she finds a suitable man to marry, she will have someone to rely on after he passes away. Of the three children, he owes the most to his daughter.

"Has my older brother not come back yet? I'm starving," Fang Youxi asked her father, looking up weakly.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a car entered the courtyard. Tang Yi had returned, and Lu Yanli was with him.

This business trip was for investment promotion of a project in Haicheng. Lu Yanli was interested, and Tang Yi happened to have some connections, so the two of them went on the trip together. The matter went quite smoothly. If they could really secure this project, the profits would be substantial.

The Tang family already had shares in Lutong, so this matter would only benefit the Tang family, and he was naturally enthusiastic about it.

As soon as the flight landed, Tang Yi saw a message in the group chat saying that they were making dumplings that night. Out of politeness, he said yes, but he didn't expect Lu Yanli to be so impolite, saying that since he was being so polite, he wouldn't be polite either.

Then the person came back with them.

The whole family was surprised that Lu Yanli would come. Tang Yi, afraid that his sister would overthink things, spoke first to explain, "We just got off the plane and haven't eaten yet. We were making dumplings at home, so we decided to let Yanli come back with us."

Tang Zhanghe glanced at his daughter, Fang Youxi, whose expression remained indifferent, showing no unusual behavior.

His face immediately lit up with a smile: "Oh, you've come at just the right time. We're all done here, and the dumplings are just about to go into the pot."

This wasn't Lu Yanli's first time visiting the Tang family; he was familiar with the place. When he saw Fang Youxi, he instinctively went over to her, but then felt a little cheap, so he said with a smug look, "Fang Tangtang, you little foreigner can make dumplings? Oh my, these dumplings are really quite unexpected."

Tang Ze, who was worried about having no one to talk to, said excitedly, "Tangtang just said that whoever praises it tonight will belong to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Youxi glared at him with murderous intent.

Tang Ze's words took a detour: "No one can take it from me no matter who praises it. Only Second Brother can eat the dumplings that Tangtang makes herself."

The murder knife was put away.

Lu Yanli almost laughed himself to death: "Who's stupid enough to try and steal this from you?"

Tang Ze sensed something was off; Fang Youxi didn't seem to be in a good mood today.

Besides dumplings, the table was laden with steamed crab and roasted meat. Tang Zhanghe opened a bottle of red wine, and Fang Youxi pushed her glass towards him, saying, "I want some too."

Tang Zhang poured her a little wine symbolically, and she silently sipped her red wine.

Tang Ze watched Fang Youxi sitting opposite him without showing any emotion. What's wrong with this girl? Something's definitely off tonight.

He had already eaten a bowl of noodle soup, but she didn't laugh at him.

Even Lu Yanli wasn't used to her being so quiet, so he asked, "Fang Tangtang, why are you so quiet today? I just came to eat some dumplings, is it really that big of a deal?"

Fang Youxi looked up at him, her face blank. "Why are you here?"

Lu Yanli: ...

Tang Ze breathed a sigh of relief. It was the same old formula. The same old arsenic.

Tang Yi scolded his sister: "You can't be so rude. President Lu is your cash cow. Do you even want to renew the contract next year?"

Oh right, the contract with Lu Tong was only for one year, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

Fang Youxi put on a smile, personally picked up a crab, broke it open, and placed it in front of Lu Yanli: "Mr. Lu, please enjoy."

"At least help me take it apart, and you just give it to me like this?" Lu Yanli was quite pleased, but then he nitpicked and made some new demands.

Fang Youxi was not joking at all: "I don't know how to disassemble crabs. In the past, I would just not eat them because I found it too troublesome."

Well, you're a young lady, you even need a special person to serve you when you eat crab.

Lu Yanli took the tools and disassembled it himself; he couldn't rely on Fang Youxi at all.

"Dad will dismantle it for you." Tang Zhanghe rolled up his sleeves and picked up the tools for dismantling the crab.

Before he could finish dissecting a crab leg, Lu Yanli put all the crab meat into Fang Youxi's bowl: "Attorney Fang, you've gone to great lengths for Lu Tong, thank you for your hard work."

Fang Youxi didn't stand on ceremony and went along with it: "President Lu, can we discuss something?"

"Attorney Fang, please go ahead."

"Lu Tong's workload is simply overwhelming. Could you increase the renewal service fee by 20% next year?"

Without saying a word, Lu Yanli poured the crab meat out of Fang Youxi's bowl back into his bowl.

Fang Youxi: ...

These wicked capitalists change their tune the moment money is mentioned.

Lu Yanli went home after dinner, while Fang Youxi went to the gym to practice yoga.

She wasn't in the mood tonight, and she didn't perform several movements correctly, almost injuring herself.

I decided to play some classical instrumental music, meditate for a while, and calm myself down.

In the past, no matter how big the problem was, she could just move on and never think about it again. She always had a way to cheer herself up. But today, for some reason, she kept finding things to do, but she still couldn't feel happy.

She hated this feeling, absolutely hated it.

This is also why she has always been unwilling to talk about love. Once a person falls in love, they will become anxious, doubt themselves, get hurt, feel sad, and become unlike themselves.

Perhaps, cutting losses in time is the best approach.