Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 1078: Chapter 1078: Quarreled

Now that there’s time to recuperate, taking care of Lian Qingyang’s marriage would also settle something in Lian He’s mind.

Lian Qingyang and Jin Yan are in love, so if they get married soon, they might have a grandchild early too.

Lian Qingyang kept his head down, quietly mumbling to himself, he wants this too, but Jin doesn’t want it.

"Xiao Yang, why, don’t you want to?" Lian He furrowed his brow, his voice naturally carrying a tone of authority.

"Of course, I want to." Lian Qingyang immediately looked up and replied without thinking.

Lian He asked, "Since Jin Yan is dating you, why doesn’t she want to marry you?"

There was disbelief in Lian He’s words as he looked Lian Qingyang up and down.

Lian Qingyang is certainly not lacking in appearance, dignified, and a graduate of Jinghua University. Not to mention he would inherit the entire Lian Family in the future, but Lian Qingyang has built Xincheng Computer on his own, and the games he made are proof that Lian Qingyang is not just a pretty face.

His son is so impressive, yet Jin Yan still doesn’t want to marry him?

Lian He truly felt surprised in his heart.

"Um..." Lian Qingyang scratched his head awkwardly, wanting to explain but not knowing where to start, he could only look to Tang Yue for help.

Tang Yue cleared his throat and said, "Dad, they haven’t fully enjoyed their dating phase yet, it’s also because Xiao Yang hasn’t done well enough for Xiao Yan to trust him completely."

"Then the Jin Family..." Lian He’s voice softened a bit when he heard his daughter speak and said, "Why don’t we first arrange an engagement, so they have a formal status?"

In the past, Lian He regretted not being braver, always thinking of waiting a little longer, and who knew, in the end...

Lian He didn’t want his son to repeat his path.

"Dad, don’t worry, when she comes back, I will try harder and do better to gain her approval."

Lian Qingyang said earnestly, ever since he was scolded by Tang Yue last time, whenever Lian Qingyang went somewhere, he would bring back some little trinkets, some expensive, others of great sentimental value, and often took Jin Yan out for movies or outings when free.

Lian Qingyang felt it was time, as his sister said, to arrange a proposal ceremony, Jin doesn’t like crowds, so a proposal ceremony with just the two of them, she would probably like it, right?

Lian Qingyang silently put this matter on his schedule in his heart.

Jing City, Zhenghua Restaurant.

Zhang Hualian, carrying the simmered soup, hurriedly urged, "Zhengde, it’s getting late, we should head to Xiao Yue’s place, since Xiao Yue’s dad just got discharged from the hospital, we should go and see him."

"Alright." Tang Zhengde replied like so, but his actions were extremely sluggish, he mumbled softly: Xiao Yue’s dad said he let go, so why hasn’t he found Xiao Yue a stepmother, or gotten married?

Zhang Hualian didn’t quite hear clearly, but seeing Tang Zhengde mumbling, after being married for so many years, she could guess somewhat, she said helplessly: "Tang Zhengde, you’re so petty, he and I are past, he got shot saving Xiao Yue, as her mom, I should show some concern, shouldn’t I?"

"Cough, Hualian, you misunderstand, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with showing concern, I just think that Lian He is not that old, and there’s still a long life ahead, he should have someone with him." Tang Zhengde righteously explained as he looked around, wiping the countertop over and over with the cloth in his hand.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Hualian knew he was being petty again, she said with a stern face: "Zhengde, we’ve been together for over twenty years, don’t you trust me?"

"No, no, no."

Tang Zhengde sensed Zhang Hualian’s anger, he quickly threw down the cloth, took the thermos from Zhang Hualian, and said, "How could I not trust you, it’s just, it’s just that I’m too petty, thinking he’s too outstanding, I, I just..."

Tang Zhengde couldn’t continue his sentence, compared to Lian He, Tang Zhengde felt inferior in every way. Not to mention Lian He’s family background, his elegant demeanor screams success. Though Tang Zhengde now runs a restaurant, he’s always covered in the smell of smoke from the kitchen, how could he be compared?

Especially after Lian He reunited with Tang Yue, Tang Zhengde’s sense of inferiority only grew.

Zhang Hualian took good care of herself, and as she aged, Tang Zhengde felt Zhang Hualian only grew more beautiful, while he had more white hair.

"You’re just being petty, being self-conscious, do you think I would divorce you and go back to him?" Though Zhang Hualian was gentle, she was stubborn, calling a spade a spade, and right on the roadside, Zhang Hualian brought this topic up again, pulling Tang Zhengde to a nearby small park, and sat on a bench.

Zhang Hualian sat up straight, seriously said: "Zhengde, in your eyes, are all these years of our feelings fake?"

"Of course not." Tang Zhengde shook his head, not knowing why, but hearing Zhang Hualian’s words only made him feel more guilty.

"Then what are you being petty for?" Zhang Hualian countered, looking at him suspiciously, and asked, "Do you really think I’ll go back to him?"

"No."

Tang Zhengde shook his head, but the guilt in his eyes told Zhang Hualian he had indeed thought about it.

"Tang Zhengde."

Zhang Hualian called him by his full name, seeing this, was so angry that she didn’t know what to say. Initially, she thought he was just petty, but who knew...

"Have you been losing sleep at night because you’ve been thinking about this?" Zhang Hualian suddenly thought of something and questioned, staring at him intently.

Tang Zhengde had nothing to say, unable to find words to counter.

"What kind of person do you take me for?"

Full of anger, Zhang Hualian flung her sleeve and walked away.

Tang Zhengde hurriedly chased after her.

"Mom." Tang Yue opened the door and saw that although Zhang Hualian’s face wore a smile, there was displeasure hidden in her eyes.

"How’s your dad? I made some soup to nurture him."

Zhang Hualian said, suddenly realizing that the soup she brought had been taken by Tang Zhengde.

"He’s much better, we just had dumplings, there are some left, would you like some, mom?" Tang Yue asked, secretly wondering, did mom and dad have a spat?

It can’t be, right? Dad Tang Zhengde always indulges Zhang Hualian, cherishing her dearly, how could they quarrel?

"I’ll have a bit." Zhang Hualian said as she made her way to the kitchen as if she knew the way.

Tang Yue hadn’t closed the door yet, and behind her, Tang Zhengde came carrying the thermos.

"Xiao Yue, did your mom arrive?" Though Tang Zhengde initially caught up with Zhang Hualian, seeing her stern face and her angry demeanor, he didn’t dare forcibly drag her into explanations.