The two fathers, who were disliked by their wives for being talkative, were leisurely playing chess in the study. Seeing that the time was almost up, they stopped their endless chat, stood up and walked downstairs slowly.

As soon as Mr. Zheng touched the doorknob, he was startled by the sudden noise outside the door.

He straightened his back and said to Father Su with a serious face:

"It's New Year's Day, it's not appropriate to make so much noise."

Father Su pretended not to notice that he was frightened, and advised him seriously:

"It only happens once a year, and it's a rare occasion for us to get together, so it's better to have a lively time."

Seeing that he had been fooled, Mr. Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You are right." He took the doorknob and slowly turned it. The sounds outside the door also came clearly into their ears.

"Stand there straight away!"

This sentence was shouted with full force, and it took Zheng's father a while to realize that it was his wife's voice.

He was just wondering, and then he heard his baby daughter's voice:

"I was wrong, mom! It's New Year's Day, we can't see blood!"

Then came the voices of people trying to stop the fight.

"The child is still young, let's not argue with her."

"Mom, calm down, calm down. Put the chair down first. It's so heavy to hold it up all the time."

"Don't be angry, we will teach them a lesson for you and make sure they don't dare to do it again."

Father Zheng: “…”

There is an ominous feeling.

He took a deep breath without leaving any trace and strode down the stairs.

Father Su hurriedly followed.

He was very curious about what had happened to make the gentle and dignified Mother Zheng so angry. His precious daughter had always been well-behaved and sensible since she was a child. He really couldn't think of what could have happened that would make the parents who loved their child so angry.

After seeing clearly what happened in the living room, Mr. Su and Mr. Zheng took a step back at the same time.

Mother Zheng was seen holding the back of the chair with one hand, and with the other hand tremblingly pointing at Zheng Yinqiu and Feng Ping, who were covered in dust but smiling very sweetly. Mother Su was beside her, comforting her softly. Qi Yan and Gu Xiao were standing in front of her with their arms outstretched to stop her. Zheng Boqiu was carefully pressing down the chair and pulling Jiang Nian to stand behind him. Su Qingqing was held by Yu Xingye and hiding far away.

When Su Qingqing heard footsteps, she subconsciously turned her head to look over. Seeing her father's worried look, she winked at him playfully.

In Su's father's eyes, Su Qingqing has always been extremely weak and easily frightened. He was relieved to see that Su Qingqing was not frightened and was even in the mood to tease him.

Yu Xingye followed Su Qingqing's line of sight, nodded slightly to Su's father, and then looked at Zheng Yinqiu and Feng Ping with disdain:

"Go back to your room and wash up."

Zheng Yinqiu and Feng Ping shook reflexively and responded subconsciously:

"Ok!"

Watching the two people fleeing quickly, Mother Zheng glared at Yu Xingye and snorted:

"You protect them anyway."

Su Qingqing nestled in Yu Xingye's arms and yawned at the right time. Yu Xingye patted her back gently and said in a calm voice:

"too late."

And this wasn't the first time they had done this. The reason why Mother Zheng reacted so strongly was because she had been in poor health before, and the two children's troubles were all dealt with by Yu Xingye and his brother-in-law without her knowing.

Father Zheng also walked to her side at this time and held her hand comfortingly:

"It's not too late to teach them a lesson tomorrow. Aren't you guys enjoying your mahjong game enough? Sit down and continue. Don't let these two kids ruin your mood."

Mother Zheng narrowed her eyes:

"You and Ono don't seem surprised at all?"

Father Zheng coughed, looked at Mother Su, and smiled kindly:

"Happy New Year, future in-laws."

Mother Su chuckled: "Happy New Year, Happy New Year, I wish your business will be prosperous."

Mother Zheng realized that it was already past midnight. She was no longer in the mood to be angry. She quickly took the red envelope from the housekeeper who had been standing by and watching for who knows how long, and smiled as she gave one of them to Su Qingqing:

"Happy New Year, my dear."

Su Qingqing was a little embarrassed: "Happy New Year, Sister Yu, this red envelope..."

Mother Zheng interrupted her with a loving smile on her face:

"I wish you a safe and peaceful new year."

Yu Xingye touched Su Qingqing's head and said softly:

"A gift from an elder cannot be declined, so accept it, baby."

Su Qingqing pursed her lips, suppressed the warmth in her heart, and took the very heavy red envelope with both hands:

"Thank you sister."

Seeing the seriousness in her eyes, Mother Zheng tried to hold back, but couldn't help rubbing her blushing face:

"Our baby is so good, let your sister kiss you."

Yu Xingye quickly pressed Su Qingqing into his arms, staring at his sister with gloomy eyes.

Mother Zheng curled her lips and muttered softly:

"Stingy brother."

After saying that, she quickly moved away from the corner, turned her back to them and patted her chest in fear.

Father Zheng laughed at her: "Are you sober?"

Mother Zheng drank some wine during the New Year's Eve dinner, but not much, not even to the point of being tipsy. She knew her husband was joking with her, but she couldn't defend herself.

"Hey, Qingqing is so cute," she touched the tip of her nose, "I was a little overwhelmed for a moment."

Father Zheng snorted and laughed.

If Yu Xingye hadn't reacted in time, she would have to face more than just a jealous man.

Father Zheng, with a faint sour smell on his body, thought so.

After greeting parents and friends, Su Qingqing held a thick red envelope, and Yu Xingye held her and walked into their bedroom.

Yu Xingye sat down beside the bed, lowered his head and kissed the corner of Su Qingqing's raised lips:

"So happy?"

Su Qingqing picked up the red envelope and waved it in front of his eyes, her voice full of excitement:

"Of course. The red envelopes given by mom and sister are so generous. Qi Yan and Gu Xiao also gave a lot. We are going to get rich."

Seeing her money-loving look with shining eyes, Yu Xingye was so adorable that his heart softened. He subconsciously softened his voice:

"Then I'll have to ask my baby to support the family."

Su Qingqing pondered for a moment, glanced at Yu Xingye, then grabbed his hand and placed the red envelope neatly into his palm.

Yu Xingye said softly: "Do you want me to help you open it?"

Su Qingqing shook her head, looked directly into his dark phoenix eyes, and smiled with curved eyebrows:

"Hand it in."

Yu Xingye was slightly startled, with surprise flashing in his eyes:

"Baby, you're not staying?"

Su Qingqing blinked: "We agreed to support the family."

For Su Qingqing, supporting the family = supporting Yu Xingye = handing over money to Yu Xingye, so there was nothing wrong with her giving all the red envelopes to Yu Xingye.

Yu Xingye immediately understood the meaning of her words.

He leaned over and pressed Su Qingqing down on the soft big bed. The red envelope slipped from his hand and fell along the dark blue sheets into the thick carpet.

He couldn't spare the attention to pay attention to them. He stared closely at Su Qingqing's clear amber eyes, and his interlocked hands exerted a little force:

"Baby's home."

His Adam's apple rolled violently, and his voice was low and hoarse, and if you listened carefully, it was a little trembling:

"Baby, the most important home is me, right?"

Su Qingqing kissed his lips, her beautiful eyes curved, reflecting his shadow:

"Ah."

“Wherever the stars are, that’s my home.”

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