It was only natural for him to like Jingwei, and to marry her.
However, giving such a sky-high bride price before the wedding made Old Madam Qing feel a flicker of unease.
On the other end of the video, Meng Jingwei was touched to tears by everything Qing Muye had done.
She remembered that on New Year's Day, Qing Muye had appeared at her home and mentioned the wedding to her adoptive mother, promising a sky-high bride price of one billion.
At the time, Meng Jingwei had thought it was just talk.
But who knew he would actually fulfill it?
The house in a prime location in Lancheng, where every inch of land was gold, cost forty thousand yuan per square meter.
The value of that entire building was immeasurable.
"A Ye, this is too precious."
Even though she was about to marry Qing Muye, Meng Jingwei still felt unworthy of the exorbitant bride price he offered.
"Silly girl."
Qing Muye's handsome face was adorned with a smile. "We are family."
'We are family.'
Those simple six words gave Meng Jingwei a sense of security and made her feel incredibly warm.
Although it wasn't a public declaration, she was deeply moved. "You... you..."
In the video, Meng Jingwei's voice choked up, and tears streamed from the corners of her eyes. She burst into a smile through her tears. "Look how touched I am, how embarrassing."
She wiped the tears from her cheeks with her slender, jade-like fingers and couldn't help but laugh.
She wasn't really crying, just too moved, and the tears overflowed uncontrollably.
Meng Tianhua looked at the property deed before him, knowing that Qing Muye wouldn't joke about such matters, and was also deeply shocked by Qing Muye's immense generosity.
This sum of money and property, transferred to their names before the wedding, would essentially be theirs.
Even if they divorced after marriage, he couldn't take back this money.
Although Meng Tianhua didn't know how rich the Qing family was, the willingness to offer such an amount proved his feelings for Meng Jingwei.
Especially during New Year's, when Qing Muye helped chop firewood at their home, he had witnessed all his actions.
He tilted his head and looked at Du Juan, who nodded.
The couple wasn't bought by money but by Qing Muye's attitude and actions, which earned their trust.
"Old Chen Tou, why have you been so quiet? Is it you, you don't support me and A Ye?"
Meng Jingwei adjusted her state and, noticing Old Chen Tou's silence, couldn't help but ask.
"Hmph, your wedding is not something this old man can decide."
He sighed. "Alas, I'm just getting old."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
She rolled her eyes at him, thinking it was a shame he wasn't an actor.
He had been acting for over twenty years without anyone noticing; he was truly a master.
"Since you can't decide, I'll take it as your agreement."
She pursed her lips and smiled. "Then Father, Mother, you all agree too, right? A Ye is really, really good, he..."
Meng Jingwei, through the phone, acted affectionately towards the people closest to her, hoping they would bless her and Qing Muye's marriage.
"We've all seen the affection between Muye and Jingwei. Since they truly love each other, what are we still hesitating about? Aren't we doing this for the children's well-being, right?"
Old Madam Qing felt pity for Qing Muye's 'lavish spending' but also genuinely liked Meng Jingwei.
At this point, she could only try her best to facilitate the marriage of the two young people.
Du Juan was at a loss and looked at Meng Tianhua, waiting for him to decide.
"Why are you looking at me?"
He gently patted the table. "Don't you know our daughter is stubborn? She's already carrying his Qing family's child. Can we still forcefully break them up?"
Du Juan nodded in agreement. "Old Chen, what do you think?"