She was still introverted and shy, but she loved him. Having obtained the true love he had lifelong yearned for, every busy day was accompanied by sweet happiness, filling his chest with joy, with no other desires in this life.
What a boring banquet, he thought. But for the moment, he couldn’t leave – he at least needed to dance once and greet some business elders before he could leave – even sneak back home. Watching a film with Su Su would be a thousand times better than this socializing.
He didn’t care at all about the loud “whispers” from those gossipmongers. Let them guess wildly; he had no intention of providing new topics for them to spread. Life was his to live, and his own happiness was most important.
A commotion from the front made Tang Hua furrow his brow. Was his mother here? Because of his mother’s late arrival, he couldn’t leave. He distractedly turned back to discuss a land development project with an elder, not paying much attention to the noise at the entrance. Only when the elder who had been discussing with him suddenly stopped talking and showed a stunned expression unlike his usual steady demeanor did Tang Hua turn around again.
What exactly had made the venue’s atmosphere so strange?
“Dad.”
“Hmm.”
Tang Xue Qian and Xiao Su Su’s voices rang out simultaneously beside him. Tang Hua was speechless, looking at his wife and son.
He was speechless at his wife’s unexpected appearance at such an occasion, and her carefully dressed, stunning beauty took his breath away. She was holding their son’s hand, her other arm linked with her mother-in-law’s. Tang’s mother-in-law smiled and spoke loudly enough for everyone around to hear:
“Hua’er, you can dance now. I think you won’t lack a dance partner this year, and this old lady doesn’t need to be your dance partner to ruin the scene. Come, dance with your wife.” Tang’s mother-in-law placed her trembling daughter-in-law’s hand in her son’s.
Tang Hua immediately noticed the soul terrified beneath his wife’s maintained smile. As the music began, he held her tightly in the dance floor, whispering, “Was this Mom’s idea? I should have noticed her unusual behavior this year. You should have told me.”
