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

"Um... Dilraba, would you like to... come home with me? And... meet my parents?"

The moment Lu Han uttered those words, the room went completely silent.

Dilraba's eyes widened, clearly stunned by the unexpected straight shot.

She waved her hands repeatedly and shook her head violently.

"No, no, no! That's too much trouble!"

Dilraba's face turned bright red, almost bleeding. "And... I've already booked the hotel! The driver will be here to pick me up soon!"

Lu Han's family situation is special; they are children of high-ranking officials from a military compound.

Her mind was in complete turmoil; she dared not just barge in to meet her parents.

"Ah...I see."

Lu Han nodded awkwardly, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet.

He wanted to slap himself.

Gan!

Why are you so impatient?

What if you scare people away before anything's even started?

The two stared at each other blankly.

Not long after, Reba's van arrived.

The driver got out of the car and put Dilraba's suitcases in the car. Dilraba quickly said goodbye to Lu Han and turned to get into the car.

Watching the van speed away, Lu Han scratched her hair.

He could only wait for the bus all by himself.

at the same time.

In the VIP underground parking garage of Beijing Airport.

Chen Ye pushed the mountain of luggage cart and followed behind Song Yuqi around twice.

Honey, where did you park your car?

Song Yuqi looked around.

Chen Ye squinted, searching for the coordinates in his mind.

"Don't rush, this underground parking garage is a bit confusing, let me find it."

The last time he came to the capital on business was several months ago.

The car drove up and stayed parked there without moving.

"Found it."

Chen Ye's gaze was fixed on a giant truck covered in dust in the corner.

The Cullinan is entirely black.

Even in the dimly lit garage, the iconic front of the car still exudes an arrogant and domineering aura.

"After being left for several months, will the battery still have power?"

Song Yuqi opened the car door, somewhat worried.

"Don't worry." Chen Ye stuffed the luggage into the trunk one box at a time. "Old Deng and Chen He came to Beijing to record a program a while ago, and they drove this car. It will definitely start."

Chen Ye got into the driver's seat and pressed the start button.

The car started smoothly.

He turned on the air conditioner to dispel the stuffiness in the car and glanced at Song Yuqi in the passenger seat.

"I'll use navigation; I won't go home yet."

Song Yuqi fastened her seatbelt and tilted her head in confusion.

"Where are you going? Recording is tomorrow, shouldn't you go back early to coordinate the process?"

Chen Ye turned the steering wheel, and the Cullinan drove steadily out of the garage.

"Big sister, are you really going to let me in empty-handed?"

Chen Ye complained irritably, "This is a surprise inspection, we have to do a thorough search of the mall and make sure we have a full display of goods."

This was the first time he had formally visited their home since they started dating.

If he goes in pushing a bunch of broken suitcases, his mother-in-law will probably start gossiping about him, his unsuccessful son-in-law.

Song Yuqi was delighted and skillfully tapped a few times on the screen to bring up the location of the most upscale shopping mall in the vicinity.

"Alright, I'll fleece you today!"

The car took more than two hours to move through Beijing's congested evening rush hour traffic.

The two suddenly burst into the mall midway through their journey.

Chen Ye pushed the shopping cart and began the purchasing process.

High-end skincare products, I bought the most expensive sets, and then bought four sets in a row.

For Moutai, they directly brought two cases of aged liquor.

High-end tea, imported fruits, and health supplements were piled up in the car as if they were free.

Chen Ye clapped his hands only after he had filled the Cullinan's spacious back seat to the brim.

"All done."

Song Yuqi looked at the mountain of gifts and grimaced.

"If I buy so much, my parents will definitely nag me about wasting money."

"What do you know?"

Chen Ye stepped on the gas, "This is called strategic firepower coverage; we must have enough sugar-coated bullets."

Another half hour passed.

The Cullinan slowly drove into the old, upscale residential area where Song's parents lived.

The security guards carefully checked the registration information before letting people in.

The car was parked in a public parking lot.

Chen Ye turned off the engine and glanced at the five huge suitcases in the trunk.

"How about we just leave our luggage behind?" Chen Ye suggested. "We have to meet up with the 'Divas Hit the Road' production team first thing tomorrow morning anyway, so let's not stay here tonight and save ourselves the trouble of moving things around tomorrow."

Song Yuqi nodded in agreement.

The two carried large and small bags of health supplements, cigarettes, and alcohol in their hands.

Chen Ye's hands were covered with paper bags, and even his elbows were hooked with two boxes of bird's nest.

I walked into the building and entered the elevator.

The numbers jump up layer by layer.

Chen Ye stared at his reflection in the elevator door, his body involuntarily tensing up.

He dared to confront even powerful figures directly, but when he arrived at his in-laws' house, he felt uneasy.

"What's wrong?"

Song Yuqi noticed his discomfort and nudged his arm.

"Are you nervous?"

"Who's nervous?" Chen Ye stubbornly insisted, "I'm just adjusting my breathing, getting ready to exude charm."

"Tch." Song Yuqi rolled her eyes.

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened.

The two walked to the door.

Chen Ye had no idea what kind of situation lay behind the door. The old couple would be easy to deal with, but if it were a house full of gossipy women, it would be a tough battle.

Song Yuqi stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The door clicked open from the inside.

Song Ma, wearing an apron, stood inside the door with a happy expression.

Upon seeing Chen Ye outside the door, his body covered in bags and packages, Song Ma's eyes instantly crinkled with laughter.

"Oh! Ono's here!"

Song Ma completely ignored her own daughter standing next to her and greeted her warmly.

"Come in, come in! Why did you bring so much stuff?"

As Song Ma muttered to herself, she naturally took several heavy gift boxes off Chen Ye's arm.

Chen Ye immediately put on an impeccable smile.

"Mom, Yuqi picked these out. She said you work hard all the time, so she specially brought these skincare products for you."

"Oh, Ono is so sensible."

Song Ma smiled broadly, ignoring the first half of the sentence.

Chen Ye had just put down what he was holding and was bending down to look for slippers in the shoe cabinet.

Song Ma quickly waved her hand to stop him.

"Why change your shoes! Just come in!" Song Ma grabbed Chen Ye's arm and pulled him into the house. "They're not dirty, it'll be fine if you step in them!"

Chen Ye was pulled into the entrance hall.

He looked up over Song Ma's shoulder and gazed into the living room.

The spacious living room was packed with people sitting on the huge corner sofa.

Several middle-aged men and women were watching this side with smiles on their faces.

Several young men and women were also crowded around, craning their necks to look into the entrance.

Chen Ye kept the corners of his mouth upturned and nodded to his relatives on the sofa.

Mr. Song came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and holding a spatula in his hand.

Upon seeing Chen Ye, Song's father laughed heartily.

"Ono's here! You silly child, just showing up is enough, why did you bring so much stuff? We have everything we need at home!"

Before Chen Ye could reply, a faint voice came from outside the door.

Song Yuqi leaned against the door frame, her hands empty, her face filled with despair.

"I'm telling you, Lao Song, you two are really something else."

She rolled her eyes, speechless.

"You only see Chen Ye, right? Didn't you see your own daughter, lively and energetic, standing outside the door, starving?"

Only then did Song Ma turn around and glance at her.

"What are you standing there for? Come in!" Song Ma glared at her impatiently. "Do I have to carry you in on a sedan chair?"

Song Yuqi took off her coat, put on slippers, and went inside.

When Song Ma saw that Song Yuqi's hands were empty, and then looked at Chen Ye who looked like a moving shelf, she raised her hand and patted Song Yuqi on the shoulder.

"You made Ono carry everything by himself! Didn't you even try to help him out? What if he gets hurt?"

Song Yuqi pouted, looking aggrieved.

"Mom! I offered to help him get it in the garage, but he absolutely refused, saying it was a matter of a man's image!"

Song Yuqi pointed at Chen Ye, "I can't exactly just grab it, can I?"

Chen Ye quickly tried to smooth things over.

"It's alright, Mom, these aren't heavy."

Looking at the chaotic scene, Song's father shook his head with a smile.

"Alright, alright, you guys sit down and chat. There's still fish stewing in the pot, I'll go keep an eye on it."

Mr. Song pointed with a spatula at the fruit on the coffee table, "Xiao Ye, make yourself at home, don't be shy."

"Okay, you're busy."

Chen Ye nodded obediently.

Song Ma pulled Chen Ye and pressed him down directly in the center of the sofa.

"Come, come, Xiao Ye, let me introduce you." Aunt Song pointed to the row of middle-aged men and women, "These are the people who came to see you after hearing that you were coming back today."

Chen Ye immediately straightened his back and began to recognize people.

"This is Yuqi's uncle."

"Hello, Uncle."

"This is my aunt."

Hello, Auntie.

"These are my second uncle and aunt."

Chen Ye readily greeted each of them.

The relatives who were called all beamed with joy, looking Chen Ye up and down.

The more I look at it, the more satisfied I become.

Not only is he good-looking, but more importantly, he is very ambitious. According to his children, Chen Ye is now just like the Four Heavenly Kings of Hong Kong.

My aunt smiled so hard her eyes narrowed into slits. "This child is so polite."

After recognizing the elders, it's time to acknowledge the peers.

My uncle's cousin quickly came over.

"Brother-in-law, I'm a huge fan! Your new song is absolutely amazing!"

Chen Ye smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Thanks, bro."

After a round of social engagements, Chen Ye finally settled down on the sofa.

The elders chatted with him about all sorts of things, asking about his usual work intensity and sharing their health tips.

Chen Ye handled the situation with ease, occasionally throwing out a little joke that made all the elders laugh heartily.

At this point, Song Yuqi had regained the initiative.

She moved a small stool and sat among several younger people, a devilish smirk on her lips, as she began her revenge plan.

Back when she was in school, she was often caught by these relatives during holidays and interrogated about her grades and future prospects.

Now that we've turned our lives around, this "care" must be passed on.

"Come on, cousin, stop hiding."

Song Yuqi pointed at the boy from her second uncle's family, "I heard you're a junior in high school? What was your ranking in the last midterm exam? Did you pass math?"

The boy's face instantly turned sour.

"Sis...can we not talk about this?"

"How can we not talk! I'm just concerned about you!" Song Yuqi turned to her cousin, "What about you? You've been in university for over half a year now, have you been dating anyone? Are there any suitable guys pursuing you? Let me see some pictures so I can check them out for you!"

My younger sister blushed and waved her hands repeatedly, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

Seeing that he had these younger generation members completely under his control, Song Yuqi laughed extremely arrogantly.

The living room was bustling with activity and full of lively atmosphere.

Just then, Chen Ye's uncle, who had been observing him, suddenly picked up his teacup and took a sip.

He put down his cup and glanced at his aunt beside him.

The two exchanged a glance, preparing to throw out today's bombshell question.

The eldest uncle cleared his throat and leaned forward slightly.

His smile remained unchanged, his gaze fixed on Chen Ye.

"Ono."

The eldest uncle spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice not loud, but it instantly silenced the lively chatter around him.

Several elders nearby also pricked up their ears.

Even Song Yuqi, who was interrogating her younger siblings, stopped what she was doing and looked over nervously.

"Look, we've all become family now."

The eldest uncle asked with a smile, "I heard that you proposed to Yuqi on that show a while ago?"

My aunt then added a sentence.

"Now that you've proposed, when are you planning to get married?"