vrcanaries Chapter 410 Tacit Acceptance of Relationship
Chapter 410 Tacit Acceptance of Relationship
During the meal, the three people at the table each had their own thoughts.
Aunt Fang, who came along to cook, took the opportunity to openly look at Yan Zhixu several times while serving the dishes, showing a satisfied smile as she looked at him, and even secretly giving Liang Liangwei a thumbs up in approval.
Liang Liangwei responded with a slight smile.
Old Liang hasn't made his final statement yet, so she can't be too obvious, lest she offend him and get a cold shoulder from him.
However, she was delighted to discover a detail—Old Liang had actually prepared the Bosch red wine she had wished for.
Before leaving the compound that day, she reminded him to get used to the taste of red wine these few days. She thought he would ignore her advice, but now it seems that he not only listened but also understood her intention, which is why he brought it over today.
Commander Liang opened the bottle first, poured a glass for himself and Yan Zhixu, and Yan Zhixu took the glass with both hands. The two clinked glasses and each took a sip.
"Does Uncle like to drink red wine?"
Commander Liang put down his glass, glanced at his daughter's expectant eyes, and replied casually, "It's alright, but I'm not used to the size and rules of this wine glass. It's such a big glass, but it can only be filled to a shallow layer each time, and the taste is as bland as water. It's also awkward not to drink it all in one gulp."
He was used to filling a small wine glass with a tael or two, taking a sip of half a glass, and finishing it in two sips. It was sweet and mellow on the palate, but spicy and pungent in the throat. That was the real enjoyment!
When drinking alone, I usually have two cups; when dining with others, I drink three to five ounces; and when I'm in a good mood, I can drink seven or eight ounces.
In contrast, I naturally had little interest in this sweet and light red wine. I was already doing my daughter a favor by sticking with it these past few days, and it was kind of her to drive me home.
Yan Zhixu looked at the reddish-brown liquid in his cup, and indeed it was as Commander Liang had said, and couldn't help but sneer.
White people's rules are indeed not suitable for Chinese people.
"Before, I had to adapt to local customs because I was often with white people in business. Now that I will be staying in China for a longer period of time, I will try to adapt to my uncle's preferences and hope to be able to have a drink with him as soon as possible."
Commander Liang looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Baijiu (Chinese liquor) is not as easy to master as red wine. In less than three to five years, you simply won't be able to sit at the same table and drink with me."
Liang Liangwei was unhappy: "Dad, who said that sitting at the same table with you means we have to drink? Aren't you bullying an honest person?"
Commander Liang glanced at her and scoffed, "An honest man? You mean him?"
Before Liang Liangwei could say anything, she heard the man beside her chuckle. She turned her head and said with displeasure, "What are you laughing at? I'm speaking up for you!"
Yan Zhixu coughed lightly and said, "Weiwei, what your uncle means is that I may often have the opportunity to socialize with him in the future. Those leaders all drink baijiu, so I need to practice hard."
Liang Liangwei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that Old Liang had... accepted him!
Although he hasn't admitted it verbally, his words and actions have already said it all—he tacitly approves of their relationship.
Realizing this, she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips, and she also picked up her wine glass and respectfully toasted with Commander Liang.
"Dad, since that's the case, then I wish you both a speedy and successful time to sit down and drink together!"
Commander Liang said coolly, "It's no use wishing me well. You should wish him well, since he's the one who has to make the effort."
Liang Liangwei chuckled, and indeed turned around to clink her glass with Yan Zhixu's, saying with a smile, "Indeed, Mr. Yan, keep practicing, I believe in you!"
Yan Zhixu was both amused and exasperated; he had been forced into this situation and was now compelled to practice.
"Thank you for your kind words, Vivi."
After the meal, Liang Liangwei went into the kitchen to prepare some fruit, and when she came out, she found that the two men were nowhere to be seen.
She sent Yan Zhixu a WeChat message: 【Where are you guys?】
Yan Zhixu quickly replied: [I'm in the study discussing something with my uncle. Wait for me a moment.]
Just now, as she went into the kitchen, Commander Liang and Yan Zhixu walked towards the living room. After taking only a few steps, he stopped, turned around, and asked Yan Zhixu, "Shall we chat in the study?"
Yan Zhixu had no choice but to go along.
The study was simply laid out, with bookshelves covering half a wall filled with books. Two shelves of military books and two shelves of miscellaneous books were clearly separated, and it was easy to tell at a glance that the former belonged to Commander Liang and the latter should belong to his late wife, Liang Liangwei's mother.
Commander Liang sat down on the sofa first. Seeing him looking at the bookshelf, he paused, his expression softening slightly, and said, "This villa was Weiwei's mother's premarital property. We would occasionally come here for vacations when she was alive. After she passed away, the house was registered in Weiwei's name and is still decorated the same way it was when she was alive."
Yan Zhixu withdrew her gaze, noticing the faint sadness in his eyes, and said softly, "Uncle, please accept my condolences."
Commander Liang waved his hand, gesturing for him to sit down: "Many years have passed, and I've come to terms with it."
The two sat facing each other, and fell into a silence.
Yan Zhixu's phone rang. He glanced at it and said, "Weiwei texted me asking where we are. I'll reply to her."
After he finished replying, he looked up again and saw that Commander Liang's gaze had been fixed on him the whole time, as if he hadn't looked away.
Despite having witnessed countless grand occasions, he had to admit that he was still a little nervous at this moment.
I'm not afraid of being challenged, but I'm afraid of not being accepted.
Commander Liang rested his hand on the armrest and slowly asked, "A few days ago, you brought Weiwei home. What did your family think of Weiwei?"
“My father—or rather, my uncle—as well as my brother and sister-in-law, are all very satisfied with Weiwei,” Yan Zhixu said, his eyes softening as he recalled his girlfriend’s charming appearance. “They think Weiwei is beautiful, gentle, sensible, and very cultured. She is exactly what they envision my other half to be like.”
Commander Liang scoffed, "All praise for her? No one pointed out her flaws?"
Yan Zhixu frowned: "Flaws? I like everything about her. The more I spend with her, the more surprises I find. I don't understand what flaws Uncle is referring to, but at least so far, I've had a very pleasant time with Weiwei."
Commander Liang choked, what should he do when he was caught off guard by this display of affection?
After a moment's hesitation, he said, "Regarding your relationship with Weiwei, I'll reserve my opinion for now. Everything should be based on her wishes; as long as she's happy, that's all that matters. But—"
His gaze suddenly sharpened as he stared intently at Yan Zhixu, saying, "If I find out you dare to hurt her, you should know the consequences. I will make sure you can't stay in this country!"
Yan Zhixu said earnestly, "Uncle, please rest assured, I will cherish her as I would my own life."
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Liang Liangwei waited anxiously in the living room, glancing towards the study every now and then.
What exactly do we need to talk about that we have to avoid her?
Why haven't they come out yet?
She muttered to herself as she ate the fruit on the plate without realizing it, and only when she came to her senses did she realize that she had finished the entire plate of fruit.
"..."
Just as she was wondering whether she should go and knock on the door, the study door finally opened.