"Sigh." Tang Zhengde responded, passing over the red envelope he had already prepared and said: "Si Yu, from now on you are to be my future son-in-law, but please remember, if you don't treat Xiao Yue well, I would rather lose face and not marry her off to you."
Tang Zhengde spoke earnestly and sternly, issuing a solemn warning.
Zhang Hualian also handed over a red envelope and said earnestly: "Zhengde is right; Si Yu, we are not the kind of people who are swayed by money. Even though the betrothal gift you've given is substantial, if you mistreat Xiao Yue, we will return all of it unchanged."
"Mom and Dad, please rest assured, as long as I live, I will protect Xiao Yue and absolutely will not let her be wronged," Mo Siyu said with firm conviction.
After exchanging glances, Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian spoke at length to Mo Siyu and then seriously placed Tang Yue into Mo Siyu's hands.
