The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

Chapter 162 It’s all the floor tiles’ fault!

Feng Qingning smiled, raised her hand and patted his tall and strong shoulder, thinking that this tall and strong young man was really nice.

"It's okay. If you have any discomfort, just tell Rong'er. Don't be polite. Just treat it like your own home."

Chu Yu felt relieved when he saw Feng Qingning's friendly and approachable appearance. He had thought that the situation would be very awkward if he came here.

"Okay~ Thank you, ma'am."

Feng Qingning glared at him when she heard that. She felt that the honorific he gave her was too long-winded and troublesome.

"People of your age should be treated as grandchildren in front of an old man like me. In the future, just call me Grandma Ying like Mingxing and the others. Don't be so polite."

After hearing this, Chu Yu looked up in delight. The Ying family was indeed kind and tolerant.

"Okay, Grandma Ying."

The two of them were in front, greeting each other casually.

Shi Yang, dressed in a pure white shirt and black trousers, followed behind with one arm around Shi Rong's slender waist.

He held her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would fall again.

"You're such a fool! You're falling down right after entering the house. How can you be so careless?"

Shi Rong pursed his small mouth with white teeth and a look of dissatisfaction.

"I didn't do it on purpose. Who knew there was a pit over there?"

Shi Yang smiled bitterly, his handsome face free and unrestrained yet extremely charming. He couldn't help but touch her round and full forehead with his eyes full of doting.

"Okay, okay, it's all the floor tiles' fault! I'll send someone to replace them tomorrow."

Shi Rong nodded proudly, that’s pretty good!

Everyone walked through the entrance hall and into the living room.

Chu Yu took another look and found that the overall decoration style of the Ying family's old villa was retro, simple and majestic, perhaps because Shi Rong liked it.

On the wall with three-dimensional hyacinth pale yellow wallpaper, several elegant wall lamps emit warm light. Underfoot is a porcelain jade floor inlaid with gold edges, covered with a Western-style woolen carpet with a rose and ox pattern.

On both sides of the carved wooden shelves were placed several ornately shaped old record players and priceless antique toys.

They come in different materials and shapes, but all have the same captivating and stunning beauty.

In the middle of the living room, there is a set of satin dark blue Suzhou embroidery sofas, a Lantian jade coffee table, and a circular agarwood staircase. It is estimated to be 9 stories high, with interlaced brackets and a grand structure.

It really deserves to be the leader of the Ying family who can call the wind and rain in Dongcheng and cover the sky with one hand!

Chu Yu roughly estimated that the total value of this house would definitely not be less than tens of billions!

Awesome! Awesome! Awesome!

Shen Mingxing and the other two had been waiting here for a long time. When they saw Shi Rong coming back, they hurriedly pulled the two lovers, one big and one small, on the sofa to greet him.

Shi Rong recognized the elegant woman beside Shen Mingxing. She was Sang Si Ning, the wife his brother Shi Yang married in a formal ceremony.

A few years ago, she had met her by chance in Dongcheng.

With his arms around his waist, Shi Rong looked elegantly at the woman in front of him who was wearing a light blue gauze dress.

Her simple attire and otherworldly appearance made her look like a graceful fairy from a landscape painting, descending to the human world.

She has delicate features, slightly raised eyebrows, a pair of phoenix eyes that are clear but not coquettish, a slightly upturned nose, and a not high nose bridge, but she has a kind of petite and graceful handsomeness. She has red lips, a fair face, a cherry mouth, and thick and smooth black hair.

She was tall and thin, with delicate steps, and as timid as clouds and rain. The look she gave Shi Rong was shy, with a hint of uneasiness and panic.

"Sister-in-law, this dress is nice. It suits your temperament very well."

Shi Rong's gentle voice sounded, as soft as a feather, like the sound of nature. Sang Si Ning was flattered when he heard it.

On the one hand, she was very nervous when she met Shi Rong for the first time as a family; on the other hand, when she saw Shi Rong again, she was even more beautiful and graceful than she was five years ago, and she felt that she was far behind him.

Speech becomes stammering.

"Welcome home, ah...you are so beautiful."

Shi Rong smiled generously, and compared to Sang Si Ning's timidity, her unpretentiousness made her seem more calm and elegant.

"Sister-in-law, are you afraid of me?"

Sang Si Ning was startled and shook his head hurriedly, his helpless little hands waving repeatedly.

"Ah... no, no, I just think you're so beautiful, I'm a little shy... embarrassed to look at you."

Sang Si Ning's voice was soft and delicate, and he looked embarrassed and awkward, which was endearing.

Shi Rong was amused by her, and he reached out his jade-like hand with fingers as white as scallions and gently touched her delicate chin.

"Don't say that, we are all family, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, by the way..."

Shi Rong turned around and was about to take the gift that Lan Chuan had prepared for Sang Si Ning when she noticed Shi Yang's big hand, which was inappropriately hugging her at the moment.

He raised his hand and slapped Shi Yang away, making him scream. Before he could complain, Shi Rong glared at him.

"Your wife is still here, can you please have some sense of boundaries?"

"I……"

Shi Yangjun's face turned red, and he was very angry, but he was reluctant to vent his anger on her, so he could only accept his fate and compromise.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you..."

"Pfft~"

Seeing this, Shen Mingxing hurriedly moved closer to Ji Xinyue and laughed quietly.

"I don't know what my sister-in-law likes, so I went to Huada and bought you a necklace and these two bags as a gift. I hope you don't mind."

Sang Si Ning took the three exquisite packaging bags from Shi Rong and looked at them carefully. They were all big brands...

"This is too expensive. If it's a meeting gift, it should be prepared by me, your sister-in-law."

Shi Rong shook his head, indicating that it didn't matter.

"You married into our family and gave birth to such a lovely child like Miao Miao for my brother. You have made an invaluable contribution, and this is all deserved."

When Ying Miaomiao was mentioned, Sang Si Ning seemed to suddenly remember something. He handed the gift in his hand to the maid behind him, and hurriedly took the little girl in the green gauze princess dress from Xia Zhi, and pushed her in front of Shi Rong.

"Miao Miao, call me auntie!"

The little girl blinked her big eyes as dark as the night, and her two little hands went to the edge of her skirt helplessly, twisting and rubbing it up and down.

He raised his head and stared at Shi Rong's beautiful face, which was full of jealousy. After a while, he called out in a slightly awkward voice.

"Aunt~"

Shi Rong smiled gently, and a warm feeling slowly overflowed in her heart. She squatted down, hugged the little girl who was only as tall as her knees, and responded softly.

"Eh."

Seeing that Shi Rong was not as cold and arrogant as she had imagined, Ying Miaomiao gave her a sweet smile in an instant, and her little hand unconsciously reached out to touch Shi Rong's soft face and pink and moist little mouth, making a childish baby voice.

"Aunt~"

Shi Rong responded again.

"Eh."