The father and daughter joked for a while before the topic turned to the main business. Ye Zijin asked, "Dad, based on your understanding of the third uncle, how much benefit does Jiang Zhen have to give him to make him turn against us?"

Ye Jihong pondered for a moment and said confidently, "At least you have to upgrade to one level, but according to Ah Zhen's style of doing things, he should be given the benefit of upgrading to two levels in a row."

Ye Zijin nodded with a smile, "I think about the same thing as you. If Uncle San makes the conditions, he will naturally not dare to have such a big appetite. But Jiang Zhen is generous and generous, otherwise Uncle San would not be so quick and happy." After saying that, he sighed with relief, "Uncle San has indeed relieved our family's siege, which is where Jiang Zhen..."

Ye Jihong was also worried, "Our family owes them a lot. Although a son-in-law is half a son, we can't take advantage of it. We have already gained a lot of benefits before. These things make me unable to even put my father-in-law's advice in front of him. If this continues, alas, I have to sell my daughter to be at ease."

The last sentence is naturally a joke of self-taught.

Ye Zijin followed up with fun, "Then you have to think about it carefully and you must sell Yaoyao at a sky-high price."

Hearing this, Ye Jihong frowned depressedly, "Ah I gave Yaoyao a mountain at the last charity reception. I asked someone for a question later. At least 100 million yuan. It is enough to be sincere when it comes to be a betrothal gift. We will meet the Jiang family in a few days. If you say the betrothal gift, how can I speak up?"

If you don’t, you seem to be despised by your daughter, but what if you want it? There is already a mountain in front of you. If you open your mouth, how unsatisfied would you be? It’s not really selling your daughter.

Ye Zijin pondered, "I think we should come with the Jiang family. We will take as much as they give. Anyway, when we get married, we will treat it as Yaoyao's dowry."

"Well, this is OK..." Because the in-laws are the Jiang family, Ye Jihong always feels that he has no right idea and can't find someone to discuss. Among the people he knows, Lu Yandong is the one with the most identity. But now that the relationship between the two families has become so subtle, how could he take the initiative to find him?

Seeing Ye Jihong's expression fading, Ye Zijin asked tentatively, "Dad, do you think of Uncle Lu?"

Ye Jihong nodded with a wry smile.

Ye Zijin said straightforwardly, "I heard that he went abroad to discuss business."

Ye Jihong sighed, "It's better to hide out so as to avoid embarrassment when meeting."

Ye Zijin asked curiously, "Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Ye Jihong said self-deprecatingly, "Working friends is a relationship, not helping is a duty. People don't owe us. If we feel resentful because they don't help once, that's our fault."

"But Dad, the friendship between our two families is not an ordinary friend. To be honest, I was disappointed. Even if they call and say a few words of comfort, it would be better than being out of the matter, right?" Ye Zijin let out a sigh, "What's more, there is the relationship between Jingshu and Xiwen. If they do that, aren't afraid of being cold or hurting Jingshu's heart? What else will happen to the two families in the future?"

Ye Jihong asked, "Have you talked to Jingshu?"

"Well, when something happened a few days ago, Xiwen didn't come, I talked to Jingshu. She felt very uncomfortable and knew that Xiwen was trapped by her family and couldn't help it. But the more this happened, the more it made people feel cold." Ye Jingshu sneered, "Uncle Lu and Aunt Cheng don't want Jingshu to enter their house, right?"

Ye Jihong's voice calmed down, "It's not your Uncle Lu's intention."

"I know, it's Aunt Cheng. The Cheng family's daughter is selfish and cold, and she has a sense of superiority in her bones. It seems that only the daughter of the Cheng family is the pearl in her hand. Other people's grass is just a face-to-face love for Jingshu. As for the inside... she is afraid that she will regret the promise she made at the beginning."

"Oh, it's my fault. I should have been more cautious at the beginning and shouldn't follow your Uncle Lu's words. At that time, I really loved Xiwen. I thought that Jingshu would definitely live a happy life with him as my son-in-law. Now it seems that I think too simple. No matter how good Xiwen is, your Aunt Cheng is not happy, and this marriage will not be fulfilled."

"This matter mainly depends on Jingshu."

"Jingshu is too devoted to Xiwen, afraid she won't let go."

Ye Zijin rubbed his brows depressedly, "It's true that she's too scrupulous. I broke the interests between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and told her. She was unmoved and recognized Xiwen. But now, can the relationship between our two families still sit together to discuss marriage? Does the Lu family have that face? If they have no shame to mention it, do we still have to take the initiative? Then what's the point of watching the cold eyes these days?"

Ye Jihong shook his head, and was also helpless.

The two of them were not in a difficult situation for a few days, and Lu Xiwen came.

He came very suddenly. When he entered the door, the Ye family was having supper. When they saw it was him, their expressions were different for a moment.

Lu Xiwen was wearing a home clothes and looked a little embarrassed. She was still a little blue at the moment, as if she hadn't had a good sleep for a long time. He looked at them with a feeling of insufficiency on his face.

"Xiwen!" Ye Jingshu stood up first, ran over, grabbed his arm, and asked with concern and uneasy, "Why are you here? Why are you like this? Did you sneak out?"

Lu Xiwen held her hand and forced a smile at her, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Is this okay?" Ye Jingshu saw the bruises on his hands and wounds on his finger joints, and her eyes turned red, "Who did this?"

"I accidentally touched it, it's really okay." Lu Xiwen was perfunctory, not wanting to talk about this topic, and turned around and shouted, "Uncle Ye, Aunt Luo, Sister, Yaoyao, I, I'm late."

He said "I'm late", he was depressed and heavy, blamed and guilty, but he did not dodge the slightest look in his eyes, bent down and bowed, "I'm sorry."

"Xiwen, what are you doing?" Seeing this, Ye Jingshu's tears suddenly flowed down, and she pulled him hard, trying to help him up.

Lu Xiwen kept that position, not moving at all.

Ye Zijin and Ye Taoyao looked at each other without saying a word.

Luo Jiahe wanted to speak but stopped, so he winked at Ye Jihong.

Ye Jihong put down his chopsticks, walked over, and helped him up personally, "What are you doing? What a late one, no need to apologize, what a big deal..."

"That's right, it's all over." Luo Jiahe looked at the second daughter's distressed look and sighed helplessly, and a smile appeared on her face, "Have Xiwen eaten? Come and sit down and eat together. If you have anything to say, let's talk about after dinner."
Chapter completed!