87. Chapter 87 A woman who has no money is a virtue
Since Ye Kui's father passed away, all her thoughts have been on Ye Kui. She is just a daughter. As long as Ye Kui is happy, she, as a mother, will naturally be happy too.
She knew that Shen Yiru was so reproachful because she was worried that Dugu Xiang would treat the Ye family badly by doing this.
After calming down, Shen Yiru sighed softly and said helplessly: "Well, I finally looked forward to the opportunity to organize a good wedding for my son, but it just disappeared."
After a pause, she turned around and ordered to the servant behind her: "Go upstairs and get the two red envelopes I have prepared."
Ye Kui glanced at Dugu Xiang, then knelt in front of the sofa with him, stretched out his hands, and picked up the tea cup from the tray held by the butler.
The simple and elegant tea cup is filled with fine Pu'er, red dates and lotus seeds, which symbolizes the beginning of good luck and the blossoming of leaves.
Ye Kui held the tea cup in both hands and handed it to Dugu Qinghong who was sitting on the sofa. His smart black eyes lowered slightly and said respectfully: "Dad, this is the tea Ye Kui serves you. I wish you good health."
Dugu Qinghong nodded with satisfaction, took the tea from Ye Kui's hand, and handed the prepared red envelope to Ye Kui.
Similarly, Dugu Xiang came next, but his indifferent demeanor was in sharp contrast with Ye Kui's smiling face, but unexpectedly formed a particularly harmonious picture.
After the tea ceremony, Ye Kui put the few big red envelopes he got into his bag, then stretched out his hand, looked at Dugu Xiang, and met his pair of black eyes that were as cold and charming as ice blades.
Ye Kui blinked his big black eyes and said, "Is this the reason why you can spend money by following the Major General?"
The angular handsome face and the exquisite facial features outline a cold and charming noble temperament. Dugu Xiang has received God's favor without any reproach. Even his inadvertent movements look so charming and cold enough. The mixture of these breaths creates a unique and soul-stirring evil spirit.
"It is virtue for a woman to have no wealth."
"Then how immoral am I?"
While talking, the butler's voice came.
"Sir, madam, dinner is ready."
Ye Kui stood up, walked to Lin Muqing, took her arm, and walked to the dining table together to sit down.
"The wedding is done, and Kiyohiro and I are waiting to have our grandson."
Under the unique giant crystal chandelier, the dishes on the dining table are comparable to a Manchu and Han Dynasty banquet.
Shen Yiru, who was sitting on the chair, smiled.
The wedding has not even started yet, and we are heading straight to continue the family lineage, at the speed of a rocket.
Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Ye Kui glanced at Dugu Xiang, who had been silent all this time, then raised his small chin and smiled slightly at Shen Yiru as a response.
Such a light and natural smile is very technical, more deliberate and less perfunctory, and hers is just right. It not only responds to Shen Yiru's words, but also cleverly avoids the topic. Ye Kui secretly gave herself a thumbs up, and the smile on her lips deepened.
Dugu on the side glanced sideways at Ye Kui, who was secretly proud of himself. His expression was indifferent and he was eating his dinner elegantly. Even though he was silent, his powerful aura was still hard to ignore.
Accustomed to Dugu Xiang's cold demeanor, Shen Yiru and Lin Muqing kept chatting about family matters.