A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

"I just grabbed a quick bite on the plane, so I'm not really hungry right now."

Song Ma smiled and waved.

Her tone was kind and gentle, and she looked at Chen Ye as if he were her own precious baby.

"That won't do!"

Chen Ye turned on his turn signal and laughed.

"Flying so far away so late at night, and landing here, are you really going to let your uncle and aunt sleep on empty stomachs?"

"Shall we take a drive around the city and find an authentic Northwest-style lamb stall for a quick late-night snack?"

"What are you doing, having a late-night snack?! Stop causing trouble outside!"

Chen He, in the passenger seat, simply tapped the car control panel on his phone.

"I just texted home, and my parents are in the kitchen right now cooking up a whole table of delicious dishes!"

"We're all waiting here to welcome our uncles and aunts home; who would want to eat at a roadside stall!"

Chen Ye inwardly exclaimed, "Wow!"

My fat brother really does have information!

These five grown men had just finished devouring steamed sea bass and braised pork in the villa.

The old man and aunt are so old, yet they actually turned around and started a second fire in the evening just to help their father-in-law!

This is what you call being pampered at the level of a biological father or mother.

A warm feeling welled up in Chen Ye's heart, and his throat felt sore.

But he didn't show anything on his face, still holding the steering wheel steadily, laughing without a care in the world.

"Alright, let's head straight back to the villa!"

"My aunt's cooking skills are definitely better than any five-star chef's!"

Sitting in the middle row, Song Ma's eyes lit up, her attention immediately drawn to the round, chubby figure in the passenger seat.

"Oh my, I didn't look closely just now. You're Chen He, the big brother of Ono who's a big shot in the entertainment industry, right?"

Song Ma smiled and leaned forward.

"I often see you on those variety shows that air every day! You're always eating on TV, you're so chubby and healthy, you look so cheerful!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Auntie, you have a good eye for people, I am Ono's older brother!"

Seeing that there was a chance, Chen He immediately turned his entire face from the passenger seat.

The wrinkles on his face instantly blossomed into a bright smile, his shamelessness reaching unprecedented levels.

"Auntie, let me tell you! As long as I'm in this house, if Ono dares to misbehave, I'll be the first to crush him to death with my fat!"

As soon as he said that, Huang Lei, the old fox sitting in the last row, also joined in the fun.

He picked up the conversation in his fluent Beijing accent, and the three naturally outgoing guys immediately formed a late-night chat squad in the speeding van.

The conversation flowed freely, ranging from Beijing's housing prices to entertainment gossip, filling the train carriage with lively chatter.

Chen Ye was happy to have some peace and quiet. He drove steadily, occasionally chuckling and chiming in, while subtly glancing back through the rearview mirror.

Mr. Song, sitting on the right, leaned back in his chair the whole time.

Although he still maintains an air of being ready to nitpick at any moment.

But that old face, which had been as black as charcoal at the arrival gate, had now been warmed up considerably by the carefree atmosphere in the car.

Occasionally, when Huang Lei and Chen He were telling some outrageous jokes, Song's father would twitch his chin and suddenly blurt out a few old jokes from the old Beijing folks.

Chen Ye knew very well the origin of his father-in-law's overwhelming resentment.

Back then, neither Song Yuqi nor anyone else gave these two a clear answer.

They've only been back together on a variety show for a few days, and he's already gone overboard by proposing marriage.

The speed was so fast it was even more frightening than riding a rocket.

Put yourself in their shoes: imagine your family has painstakingly cultivated top-quality Fuji apples for over twenty years, only to have them crippled by a wild boar that suddenly appears.

If a father has no concerns, then he is being irresponsible to his daughter!

Having understood this, Chen Ye not only didn't feel annoyed, but instead found his grumpy, iron-willed father-in-law even more pleasing to the eye.

A bus sped through the city's neon lights for over thirty minutes.

It was exactly 10:25 p.m.

The van stopped again in front of the villa.

As soon as the tires came to a stop, Chen Ye got out of the car and opened the trunk door with the efficiency of a skilled construction worker.

He steadily carried Mr. and Mrs. Song's two heaviest suitcases in his hands.

Chen He, with his chubby body, nimbly dodged ahead, rushing to the side door and bending down to make the most standard five-star doorman's greeting gesture.

"Uncle and Auntie! We're here! Watch your step, it's warm inside!"

At that moment, the two heavy doors of the villa were pushed open from the inside.

Chen Ma, Hu Xiaoling, changed into a neat and capable outfit and came down the steps quickly to greet him, her face beaming.

Beside him was Mr. Chen, who had changed into a Chinese Tang suit again.

The elderly couple exuded a strong aura of authority.

"Oh! Welcome, welcome! You two have had a very tiring journey!"

Chen Ma's smile was as natural as if she were welcoming her own cousin, and she reached out and firmly grasped Song Ma's hand as she got out of the car.

"Sister Hu! What are you saying? We're here to witness the happiness of Xiao Ye and Yu Qi, there's no hardship involved!"

Song Ma is also a social butterfly. When the two mothers met, a strong sense of in-law kinship instantly erupted in the night breeze.

They held hands and wouldn't let go.

Following closely behind, Mr. Song crawled out of the carriage.

Looking up, she met Chen's father's honest yet dignified face.

The moment before, Song's father had been giving Chen Ye a cold look, but immediately a smile appeared on his face that was the standard of interaction between elders: a steady and polite smile.

"Brother! I'm so sorry to have you two working so hard at home so late at night!"

Chen Ye stood in the shadows, holding two large suitcases that weighed at least forty pounds each, and clicked his tongue in amazement.

It seems that no matter how old a tough guy is, when he's facing his in-laws, he has to obediently switch to the high-quality skin that's universally recognized across the country!

At this moment, the old fox who had been hiding in the last row also slowly moved down.

Huang Lei walked forward with his hands behind his back and his fat belly sticking out.

Mr. and Mrs. Chen also saw Huang Lei jumping down from behind.

The two were old friends in the entertainment industry who often saw each other, so they immediately laughed and patted each other on the shoulder for another round of pleasantries.

The atmosphere at the villa entrance was so wonderful that it could be the perfect setting for a heartwarming family New Year's film.

Seeing that the wind was getting strong, Chen Ma quickly reached out to direct it into the bright hall.

"Alright, alright! Everyone, stop standing here like doormen at the air intake!"

"The dishes inside are all freshly cooked. Let's all come in and eat and chat, so you two don't get cold!"

"You're absolutely right! Today is definitely a great day!"

Mr. Chen enthusiastically grabbed Mr. Song's arm.

"Brother Song, now that we've run into each other in this remote Northwest, we must have a good drink together tonight at this table!"

"This is our first meeting, we have to drink to our hearts' content!"

"No problem, bro! I'll do whatever you say today!"

Mr. Song smiled and nodded repeatedly, then strode up the outer steps of the villa.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ye picked up two large boxes and rushed into the villa.

The moment Chen Ye stepped into the villa, he was dumbfounded.

Good guy!

The area in front of the large sofa on the first floor of the villa was now a veritable constellation of stars.

Teacher He, Deng Chao, Sun Li, and Lu Han stopped sitting and stood in a neat row.

Especially Old Deng.

He usually acts like a mischievous monkey in front of the camera, but today he's standing incredibly straight, with his hands folded in front of his stomach in a cross shape.

The old man's smile was dignified and kind, making Chen Ye want to kick him in the butt.

Huang Lei swaggered into the house.

"Teacher He! Old Deng! And this little deer, what are you all pretending for!"

This one lead immediately broke the spell, with everyone laughing and joking.

One after another, they enthusiastically stepped forward, shaking hands and bowing to Mr. and Mrs. Song as they entered the room.

"Hello, Uncle! Hello, Aunt! You must be tired from your journey!"

"Uncle and Aunt, we'll throw you a welcome dinner right away!"

Hearing these top-tier domestic celebrities, whose net worth is sky-high, calling them "uncle" and "aunt," Song's parents immediately blushed with delight.

While nodding and smiling, Chen Ma grabbed him and pushed him toward the head seat in the restaurant.

The wide, long dining table was filled with delicious aromas.

In the center of the table was a large pot of braised pork belly and braised ribs, freshly made again, with a casserole of free-range chicken stewed with fresh bamboo shoots next to it.

The people took their seats in a circle according to their seniority.

As a "son-in-law awaiting punishment," Chen Ye obediently chose a corner seat two seats away from his father-in-law, and sat with his fellow sufferers, Chen He.

Before Chen Ye even dared to pick up his chopsticks, he saw his father across from him stand up.

In the old man's large hands, he was holding a bottle of aged baijiu for internal supply, with only a simple red stamp number on the label.

Chen's father didn't need anyone to persuade him.

With a flick of my wrist, I immediately unscrewed the lid, and the rich aroma of fermented pure grains instantly overwhelmed the smell of the food!

Just look at how Chen's father stretched out his strong hand.

A strong stream of liquor instantly filled the dispensing machine to the brim, leaving not a single drop!

Everyone's movements came to a standstill.

Chen He, who had just been peeling garlic, shrank back in his chair, his eyes widening.

Mr. Chen put the wine bottle in the middle of the table, raised the large glass in front of him, and locked his gaze on his father-in-law across the table.

"Brother Song!"

Mr. Chen raised a defiant smirk.

"You must be exhausted after taking that midnight flight!"

Chen Ye sat in the corner.

My eyelids were twitching uncontrollably.