The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

In the end, the radishes that the old man had been so eager to plant were cooked and served on the table.

The old man sitting in the main seat stared intently at the bowl of pork rib and radish soup, his resentment almost palpable.

He turned and glared at the culprit who "killed the radish," his anger flaring.

The person being glared at continued serving soup to the little girl without changing expression, his posture languid and casual, his mind and eyes only on the little girl.

The angry old man wanted to restore his authority as the head of the family, but in the blink of an eye, he saw a bowl of radish soup placed in front of him.

The second wife smiled and put down her bowl, urging the furious old man, "Dad, hurry up and try it, or there won't even be any soup left."

The old man's angry expression vanished, and he picked up the bowl and downed a bowl of radish soup, looking refreshed.

"I heard you're dying?" Sang Wang, who was focused on feeding the little girl, suddenly spoke up.

Suddenly, the dinner table fell silent. The second wife held her bowl, unsure whether to eat or not, her smile freezing on her face.

The old man slammed down his bowl and looked at Sang Wang with an imposing air, saying, "What are you talking about? I'm so healthy that even a dog can't catch me."

Everyone: "..."

Uncle Zhang, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore and quietly stepped forward to whisper in his ear, "Why do you have to compare yourself to a dog?"

Grandpa Sang was stunned for a moment...

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Yeah, why would you compare yourself to a dog?

The old man's face was stiff and gloomy, and an eerie silence fell over the dinner table once again.

After consoling himself, the old man raised his head arrogantly again, "What? You only came back to see if I'm dead or not?"

The old man secretly thought that if his grandson dared to nod, he would immediately expel him from the family.

"No, that's not it," Sang Wang raised an eyebrow and answered calmly.

"At least you still have some conscience." The old man breathed a sigh of relief, humming arrogantly twice.

Then I heard the other person say something else.

"We didn't come back for you." The cold, detached voice chilled me to the bone.

The old man smiled bravely.

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He's wrong; this person has some conscience, but not much.

"Then why did you come back?" The old man's jovial expression vanished, and he suddenly became serious.

The old man was extremely serious, while Sang Wang leisurely lowered his eyes and slowly cut the steak for the little girl, saying leisurely, "Come back to get the household registration book."

"What are you going to do with it?" The old man didn't react for a moment, and frowned as he asked.

The meticulous Second Madam and Uncle Zhang, however, seemed to have realized something, and looked at the two of them with surprise and disbelief.

Sang Wang placed the small pieces of steak in front of the little girl, then slowly turned to look at the bewildered old man and coldly replied, "Get the marriage certificate."

"Oh, getting a marriage certificate? Getting a marriage certificate is not..." The old man's eyes widened as he spoke, his bright eyes looking at Sang Wang and then at Yu Jiusi, who had eaten like a little hamster.

He slammed the bowl down on the table again, stood up abruptly, stared at the two of them with a serious expression for a moment, and then turned and left without a word.

The tense atmosphere vanished instantly when they saw his back as he walked away, his hands and feet moving in unison.

"Congratulations, Xiao Wang! When are you planning to get your marriage certificate?" The second wife asked with a look of surprise and concern.

"Tomorrow." Sang Wang looked down at the little girl who was eating earnestly, his eyes gentle and doting.

"That's wonderful! Xiao Wang is married too!" The Second Madam was genuinely happy for the two of them.

She had watched Sang Wang grow up; since she had no children of her own, she treated him almost like her own. She also liked Yu Jiusi at first sight.

Coupled with the sweet and loving atmosphere between the two, it made her feel like a young girl again.

Her condition is like that word that's used online... what was it again?

Yes, the joy of shipping couples.

"What about the wedding? When are you planning to hold it? Where will it be held?" The second wife asked with a warm, doting smile.

"This depends on what you like, little one." Sang Wang tucked a strand of hair that had fallen onto the girl's face behind her ear, his voice lazy and gentle.

The second wife was even happier after suddenly finding something sweet.

The old man quickly returned with the household registration book and handed it to Sang Wang. Suppressing the upward curve of his lips, he said to Sang Wang with a cold expression, "Although you've had some bad days lately, you did a very good job on this."

Sang Wan: "..."

Yu Jiusi, who was engrossed in eating, also looked up, blinked her big eyes at the cold and stern-looking Grandpa Sang, obediently put down her chopsticks and said softly, "Thank you, Grandpa, for agreeing to let Sang Baobao marry me."

"Oh, my dear grandson." The old man's face was beaming when he saw Yu Jiusi. "Eat more, my dear grandson. If you're not full, just tell Grandpa."

The old man, amused by the well-behaved little girl, was completely oblivious to the oddity in her words and continued to talk to Yu Jiusi with a silly grin.

Standing behind him, Uncle Zhang frowned, his face showing a hint of disdain.

Look at how worthless you are.

Uncle Zhang sighed deeply. "Miss Yu, don't you see anything wrong with what you said about marrying your young master to her?"

Just as the family was enjoying a happy time together, Uncle Sang, who had returned carrying a huge bouquet of roses, stood at the door looking extremely lonely and pitiful.

"You didn't wait for me to eat?" Second Master Sang asked, looking aggrieved as he held the flowers.

"When have I ever waited for you?" The old man glanced at him coldly, his eyes filled with obvious disdain.

Master Sang wanted to say something, but seeing his wife, he swallowed it back and sat down next to her, waiting for the servants to give him a bowl and chopsticks.

He didn't glance at anyone else from the moment he entered the room, staring intently at his wife. His deep, steady voice carried a hint of grievance, "I bought you flowers, but I didn't see you when I got home."

"Oh, I'm right here, of course you can't see me." The dignified and elegant second wife said indifferently.

Sang Erye's throat tightened from the rebuke, and the tall man seemed somewhat at a loss.

When the Second Madam saw Yu Jiusi and Sang Wang opposite her, the coldness on her face disappeared, and her smile became gentle and kind.

Seeing the little girl's cheeks bulging from eating, she couldn't resist feeding her too.

"Jiusi, eat more. This is something your second aunt made especially for you." The second wife selected a dish and fed it to the soft and adorable little hamster.

Yu Jiusi glanced at the two of them, then obediently thanked them, "Thank you, Second Aunt."

The second wife was also delighted by the little girl's sweet and soft voice.

Seeing that his wife's attention was not on him, and even her smile was not his own, Master Sang couldn't help but feel jealous, and then he turned his head to look at the other side.

"When did you get back?" Upon seeing Sang Wang, Second Master Sang frowned in surprise.

After hastily handing over the Sang family to Lin Sen for his agency, Sang Wang left and has not been heard from since. During this time, he was so busy chasing after his wife that he almost forgot about his nephew.

"Looks like Uncle Er has been living quite comfortably while I was away," Sang Wang said, raising an eyebrow and curling his lips in a meaningful smile.