"Mom, didn't you often say Lu Cheng is a decent person and not lacking ambition? Aren't these two points enough?"
"Your standards are really harsh." Mu Nanshu emphasized the word "harsh."
Mu Nanshu's father, Mu Leng, suddenly chimed in: "Let her have her own thoughts. Why are you interfering so much?"
"We've watched Xiao Lu grow up; his character surely isn't an issue. If Xiao Shu hadn't invited him to Shanghai, Xiao Lu's starting point could have been questionable."
"Besides, if Xiao Shu really ends up with Xiao Lu, you won't even have to worry about vetting the family. Isn't that great?"
Mu Nanshu's mother, Yan Sangyue, glanced at Mu Leng: "I'm not worried about other things. I'm just afraid that once Xiao Shu is married, her spending habits could clash with Old Lu's family, and she'd suffer in silence..."
"Being friends is one thing; spending habits are another, right?"
"Don't you understand Old Lu and Old Tian?" countered Yan Sangyue.
