I'm telling the truth

The group quickly walked into the house. The villa had a total of five floors: one underground and four above ground.

The first floor was huge and divided into two areas. The left side consisted of a reception area, a tea room, and an indoor sun garden, while the right side contained the usual living room, dining room, and both Chinese and Western kitchens.

Right in the middle, facing the main entrance, was a luxurious staircase paved with white marble, connecting to the upper floors of the villa.

Directly behind the staircase was the elevator lobby. Meng Simin usually just took the elevator; to her, the stairs were merely a decorative display, flashy but impractical.

Pan Chonghai, however, liked the stairs. He felt that walking up and down was good exercise.

Meng Simin led the group toward the living room on the right.

Aunt Meng, where should I put these things?

Just put them down anywhere.

Alright, I'll just leave them by this wine cabinet then.

That works.

As they were talking, the sound of footsteps came from the stairs.

Pan Chonghai walked briskly down from upstairs. He had been in his room handling some work matters.

Meng Simin had sent him a message when she entered the house, so he quickly finished up and came down.

Upon seeing Su Yang, Pan Chonghai let out a hearty laugh: Little Su!

Su Yang turned around and saw Pan Chonghai walking over in a clean, elegant set of loungewear. He immediately smiled, Uncle Pan, we meet again.

Haha, yes! I've been looking forward to seeing you for a long time. Eh? Why did you bring so many things?

Pan Chonghai glanced at the two boxes Su Yang had placed on the floor and stepped forward.

It's just a little token of my appreciation.

You kid, being so polite.

Pan Chonghai said as he peeked at the boxes again, then leaned close to Su Yang and chuckled in a low voice, How did you know I like drinking Mao Thirty?

Huh? Su Yang paused for a moment, rolled his eyes playfully, and immediately smiled, I actually didn't know. Pan Pan only told me you like drinking tea. I did buy two boxes of good tea, but my gut feeling told me that you'd enjoy this, Uncle Pan, so I specifically brought a box of liquor too.

Hahaha, good! I'm actually running out of stock here. Haha, later on, us brothers will polish off a bottle.

Bro... brothers? Su Yang asked, stunned.

Oh, what nonsense am I saying. Pan Chonghai rubbed his head and corrected himself, The two of us, uncle and nephew, will polish off a bottle.

Ah, that's the right seniority, Su Yang grinned.

Lao Pan, why are you keeping Little Su standing there? Hurry up and let him come over and sit down! Meng Simin called out to the two of them.

Oh right, right, right. Come on, let's go sit.

Alright. The two of them walked over and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

After Pan Ning and Aunt Zhou placed a pile of bags on the coffee table, Aunt Zhou smiled and left.

Pan Ning then took the items out of the bags one by one.

Dad, this is the tea Su Yang bought for you. Pan Chonghai took the tea with a beaming smile, examined it, and praised, Little Su, do you also like drinking tea normally?

Su Yang smiled, It's alright. I drink coffee, tea, and whatnot.

Haha, nice. You certainly know how to pick them. This tea is quite good.

All you do all day is obsess over your little teas, Meng Simin rolled her eyes at Pan Chonghai.

Hehe, it's just what I like.

Pan Ning then handed the contents of the other bags to Meng Simin: Mom, this is the jewelry Su Yang bought for you.

Oh? Meng Simin's eyes instantly lit up. She took them with a bright smile and said, Little Su, why did you buy so much!

These things aren't cheap. You must have spent quite a bit of money, right? Meng Simin was very familiar with these items; she knew the approximate price just by looking at the brand and style.

Su Yang naturally wasn't going to say how much it cost when Meng Simin asked, nor did he intend to, but Pan Ning answered for him: He spent over a million.

Hearing this, Meng Simin looked at Su Yang: Oh my, Little Su, you are really too polite! Why spend so much money?

Next time you come, really don't buy anything! I'm not joking with you. Although Meng Simin said this, she was actually extremely satisfied in her heart.

Although this jewelry wasn't anything particularly precious or rare to her.

The fact that Su Yang was willing to spend over a million on his first visit was enough to show that he was a very generous person.

Alright, Aunt Meng, I understand, Su Yang nodded and smiled.

By the way, Su Yang didn't just buy things for you guys. He also gave me a car.

Hearing this, Su Yang immediately tugged at Pan Ning's clothes: Why are you saying everything? There's no need to mention this.

But since the words were already out, Pan Chonghai and Meng Simin both immediately looked at Pan Ning and asked curiously, What car did he give you?

A McLaren W1.

Mc... what? W1? Pan Chonghai cried out in shock.

He naturally knew about this car. Even though he was a bit older, he still knew a lot about cars, and he was crystal clear on roughly how much a W1 cost.

Pan Ning actually said it on purpose; she just wanted her parents to know how good Su Yang was to her.

She picked up a cherry from the table and popped it into her mouth: Mhm.

Little Su, you... Meng Simin looked at Su Yang. She was truly a bit surprised now.

Su Yang was actually so generous toward her daughter; it seemed to be true love.

After all, a car worth tens of millions was no small sum.

After the two of them praised Su Yang in various ways for a few more sentences, Meng Simin stood up and said, Little Su, you sit first. Make yourself at home. It's about time now, so I'm going to go prepare the food.

Aunt Meng, are you cooking yourself?

Of course. I rarely cook myself, you know, but since you are here today, I have to show off my skills.

Yeah, Little Su, if you hadn't come, I wouldn't even get to eat her cooking, Pan Chonghai chimed in with a laugh.

Nonsense! Meng Simin rolled her eyes at Pan Chonghai.

Su Yang laughed, Haha, alright. How about I help you out, Auntie?

What are you talking about?! It's your first time here and I'd make you help with the chores? If word got out, who would ever dare to visit our house again!

Right at this moment, Pan Ning suddenly interjected, Su Yang cooks better than you do.

Meng Simin: ...

As soon as Pan Ning said this, Su Yang noticed Meng Simin's cheek twitch slightly.

He hurriedly tugged at Pan Ning's clothes again: Stop talking!

I'm telling the truth.

Meng Simin glared at Pan Ning, then looked at Su Yang, instantly switching to a smile: Little Su, you know how to cook too?

Uh... a little bit.

Modest. Pan Pan rarely praises people for their cooking. Even I've never received such a compliment. If she says so, it proves your cooking must be delicious.

However, no matter how good it is, you still can't enter the kitchen today. Just stay here obediently and chat with your Uncle Pan. I'll go handle it.

Alright, Aunt Meng, sorry to trouble you.

You kid, you're good at everything, except you're too polite. You guys sit, I'm going to prepare the dishes.

Meng Simin turned around and was about to leave, but after taking two steps, she turned back and looked at Pan Ning.

You come and help me out.

Pan Ning stood up helplessly: Fine.

You're still unwilling, aren't you? Learn from Little Su. Look at how proactive he is.

Ugh, alright, alright, let's go, let's go. Pan Ning pushed Meng Simin and walked away briskly.

Seeing the two of them leave, Pan Chonghai finally smiled and said, "Little Su, you are quite something. For young people your age, just knowing how to boil a bowl of noodles is already good enough, but you actually know how to cook."

"Hehe, Uncle Pan, I was just casually throwing things together."

"Being modest again. The food at your restaurant tastes so good, did you personally teach them how to make it?"

Su Yang waved his hand. "That is really not the case."

"Haha, alright then. Anyway, if there is a chance in the future, you have to show off your skills and let me have a taste."

"No problem."

"Alright, let's stop talking about this. Come on, let's go sit in the tearoom. I will brew you a pot of fine tea from my personal collection."

"Sure thing."

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