Chapter 1421 - 1423

Zhao Xuran waited and waited, but Gong Ruini and the others didn’t show up, making him quite anxious.

"Didn’t Rui Wen take Ni Zi to look around the house? Why aren’t they back yet?"

"It’s just to get a general idea of the house, nothing concrete yet."

Zhao Xuran was truly regretting it; knowing that Gong Ruwen could be unreliable, he still entrusted Ni Zi to him.

And now, who knows where they’ve gone, Zhao Xuran is worried they might’ve gone somewhere dangerous.

Zhan Jing and the others were also waiting in a corner, eager to witness the moment, but despite waiting for a long time, the female lead was nowhere to be seen.

Zhao Gang straightened up slightly to survey the surroundings, "Could it be that Ni Zi hasn’t arrived yet?"

"Impossible, the car’s parked downstairs." Gong Tao, always keeping an eye on his daughter’s movements, had immediately noticed Gong Ruwen’s car.

The car was there, so the person should be too.

Zhao Gang leaned forward and called out softly to Zhao Xuran, "Xuran, has Ni Zi arrived?"

Zhao Xuran looked at Zhao Gang, who had promised to keep hidden, feeling quite frustrated.

For this long-prepared proposal ceremony, Zhao Xuran truly didn’t want to involve his parents and future in-laws.

This is a proposal, not a wedding; full attendance is unnecessary, and more importantly, Zhao Xuran felt his heartbeat racing.

At such a nerve-wracking moment, his own dad was being unrestrained, "Dad, this isn’t right."

Zhao Xuran didn’t know how proposals were handled domestically, but from his understanding, no one would want their parents present during a proposal.

"Okay, okay." Zhao Gang saw his son’s displeased look and didn’t want to back down, knowing he’s the father, but couldn’t resist Zhao Xuran’s overpowering aura today.

Of course, Zhao Gang wouldn’t admit this; he claimed it was his wife holding him back, fearing the bride-to-be might slip away.

"Humph, I’m just giving Ni Zi some face." Back in his hiding corner, Zhao Gang let out a few cold snorts.

"Once the bride enters, what use do I have for this son? He can bow and exit the stage." His face showed utter disdain and contempt.

"No, we should kick him into the company to strive for success, or how can we relax in retirement?"

"How will he carry the burden of supporting the family?" Zhao Gang was secretly thrilled, anticipating the dawn of a new era.

Just thinking that in a few years, he’d have a warm little granddaughter calling him grandpa made Zhao Gang’s heart soften, with a full smile on his face.

"How about, when we get back, we arrange a courtyard for our granddaughter, maybe install a playground?"

"Of course, we should set up a big game room for her." Zhao Gang considered that major renovations were needed at their ancestral home in Beijing next.

"Isn’t the house a bit small? Should we buy the adjacent house?" Zhao Gang calculated silently, the first thought being that their courtyard wasn’t big enough.

"How many should Xuran have, then Guang Ran, and Rui Wen?" He counted on his fingers for ages, with only one conclusion: there wasn’t enough living space.

"We should have bought more houses back then, ideally several more."

"When the time comes, they can gallop in the courtyard." Zhao Gang indicated he had the money to spoil the third generation.

A courtyard for galloping? Zhan Jing was speechless at her husband’s absurd remarks.

"I also think that’s a good idea." Gong Tao, previously unhappy about how Zhao Gang planned to welcome the Zhao Family’s first granddaughter as her grandfather, fully supported the idea of expanding the house.

"It’s not too late to know now; we’ll call Xiao Ming when we get back." They were in the United States, so even if they wanted to buy a house, they’d have to wait until they returned.

However, good houses must be snatched, especially since wealthy people have increased, with some desiring to buy a courtyard house.

Courtyard houses, occupying central locations, are great choices for travel, appreciation, or showing off in business circles.

"By the way, I remember they once bought a house before Ni Zi and the others." Gong Tao suddenly recalled.

It’s not that their memory was poor, but the children’s houses were rented out and never lived in, so they wouldn’t remember them.

If they hadn’t been expanding the family compound, it wouldn’t have come to mind.

Really? Zhao Gang was surprised, "Oh, why didn’t I remember?"

"We can link them when they return, and there’s no need to move out. Let the children experience the legacy of our ancestors." Zhao Gang decisively concluded.

Listening to the constant chatter coming from a certain corner, Zhao Xuran felt increasingly frustrated.

"Dad." The figure wasn’t showing, but could they please stop making noise?

Don’t they know that it only makes people more anxious?

Oh oh oh, Zhao Gang poked his head out, gesturing to Zhao Xuran to keep quiet, with a face pleading and apologetic, making Zhao Xuran feel powerless.

Does pleading help? "Dad, just remember not to show yourself or make any noise, that’s all."

"I’m not asking for much." If it weren’t for his outfit, he might’ve knelt and begged Zhao Gang not to make trouble.

"Dad, this concerns my lifelong happiness as your son." Zhao Xuran’s tone carried a hint of desperation.

Just as Zhao Gang was about to speak, he got startled by someone emerging from the rooftop door, mouth agape.

Oh no, was Zhao Gang’s immediate thought, feeling he might have ruined his son’s long-prepared proposal.

What now, Zhao Gang, feeling panicked, wondered how long his son would give him the cold shoulder, if not outright ignore him.

What’s happening? Zhao Xuran, noticing his dad’s changing expressions, found it strange as he followed his gaze.

He was about to look in the direction of Zhao Gang’s gaze when he heard a voice echoing like a grim reaper’s.

"Brother Xuran."

"Uncle Zhao, oh, Dad." Since getting their marriage certificate, Zhao Gang insisted she call him Dad.

Gong Ruini was still adjusting but was making an effort.

Hey, why is Zhao Xuran wearing a new suit, in white, is there something strange about it?

Remember that when Gong Ruini previously suggested a white suit, Zhao Xuran dismissed it, saying men shouldn’t wear white.

Yet here he was, in a white suit with a bouquet of roses.

This scene seemed to match only one thing, "Are you proposing?"