I Became the Mother of His Child-Chapter 523: Praising Hao Xingxing

Song Chengguang and Hao Xingxing had been together for more than half a year, occasionally meeting for meals when they had time, and occasionally going to see a movie like other ordinary couples. Even though they didn't meet often, they never changed their minds about being together. Perhaps with the right person, you don't need too much time to get to know each other. Everything seemed to happen very naturally, with a kind of innate compatibility growing between them, tacit and understated.

"Yesterday, I was pressured to get married by my family again!" Hao Xingxing complained to Song Chengguang with a headache and helplessness. They had been together for half a year, and it was time to end this phase and enter the next stage of life.

"I feel the same." Song Chengguang nodded in agreement. He had the day off and initially wanted to visit home to see his young niece, as he had been very busy these past months, and every time he went home, Xu Xiuxiu would beat around the bush with her complaints. He had given up on that idea. Yesterday, he wanted to compliment the little girl for receiving an award at kindergarten, but he was cruelly turned away. Song Chengguang said that as an unmarried man, his status at home was almost lower than that of the family dogs, truly frustrating and saddening.

"So, go home to meet the parents?" Hao Xingxing looked somewhat hesitant, feeling like it was unwillingly walking into their graves to just find someone as they wished. But continuing like this with Song Chengguang wasn't viable either, as both of them were not getting any younger. Her family was anxious, and so was Song Chengguang's—they had younger siblings who were already married.

"Right! Meet the parents." Song Chengguang nodded decisively.

"Okay! Let's pick a date to meet the parents then." Since Song Chengguang had spoken up, Hao Xingxing dismissed the slight hesitation in her heart. She wasn't one to dawdle. Her decisiveness, now influenced by her work, led to firm decisions. Thus, the two who had been together for more than half a year, under the pressure from both parents to get married, both decided to bring each other home to meet their parents.

Hao Xingxing first took Song Chengguang back to her house. Being a daughter Mr. Hao always felt he owed, if Hao Xingxing brought home an ordinary poor boy, Mr. Hao wouldn't have objected at all; he would prioritize his daughter's wishes. But Song Chengguang was not just handsome; he was a powerful official's son and a rich second-generation major player in the commerce of City Z, making him an ideal son-in-law. Mr. Hao was so excited that he almost worshipped him, urging them to get married and have children quickly.

"Sister, I'm your big matchmaker! You two have to give me a huge red packet when you get married, you know?" If Hao Xingxing found someone, the happiest person was undoubtedly Hao Yueliang. Seeing Hao Xingxing bring Song Chengguang home to meet the parents, Hao Yueliang shamelessly demanded a large red packet, willful yet lovable.

"Of course, my niece," Song Chengguang responded. This pleased Hao Yueliang immensely, especially since Hao Xingxing always addressed her by her full name, showing no affection as a sister. Being acknowledged like this by her future brother-in-law made her secretly delighted.

However, it was true—if it wasn't for Hao Yueliang taking the initiative to talk at the beginning, perhaps he and Hao Xingxing would have been like two parallel lines, never meeting. Hence, when Hao Yueliang asked for a matchmaker's big red packet, Song Chengguang agreed, definitely, and it had to be substantial.

"Thank you, brother-in-law, you are really great." Hao Yueliang immediately beamed, bootlicking shamelessly, while Hao Xingxing sat next to them, unwilling to look directly at the two but had become much nicer to Hao Yueliang because of Song Chengguang.

After Song Chengguang met Hao Xingxing's family, he also took the time to take Hao Xingxing back to the Song family. That day, the family reunion was extraordinarily lively, with everyone excited.

Of course, one could imagine—reforming a perennial bachelor was indeed a cause for great celebration.

However, Xu Xiuxiu wasn't very demanding about her son or daughters-in-law; she just looked at the kids' own choices, supporting their independence significantly. After all, life was for them to live, and they knew if it was good or bad. They were all smart, and naturally, as a mother, she felt concerned sometimes when she thought they were being treated unfairly, but she figured they were probably quite happy about it, making her worry unnecessarily.

Because Xu Xiuxiu was very open-minded, she didn't have the typical mother-in-law's critical attitude nor the menopausal woman's desire to control everything. After all, Song Yuanhuan had always treated her very well. Xu Xiuxiu felt she had enough on her plate managing a household and needed to preserve energy for so many things, naturally being more generous towards her future daughter-in-law.

But when she found out that this radiant, thirty-something, beautiful and refined girl, full of confidence, was the little girl who had followed her son around, wanting her to be her mom, Xu Xiuxiu couldn't help but sigh—fate was truly indescribable.

Before their wedding, Song Chengguang took Hao Xingxing back to his hometown as Father Song had long hoped for a visit. Now an elderly man close to his final days, Song Chengguang, intending to get married, naturally wanted to bring his partner home for his father to see.

"Grandpa, I brought Xingxing home to see you. I'm getting married soon, so you must get better quickly to officiate our wedding!" Song Chengguang, holding Father Song's hand, spoke with deep emotion, his eyes reddening in front of the elderly man.

People who haven't experienced it might not understand seeing an old person lying weakly on a hospital bed really evokes profound emotions.

"Hello, grandpa." Hearing Song Chengguang speak, Hao Xingxing also stepped forward immediately, smiling sincerely as she greeted him. The normally serious Hao Xingxing showed her genuine smile in front of Father Song, without any disdain for his prolonged illness.

"Good, a good girl." Despite being bedridden for many years, Father Song was still a sharp old man. When Song Chengguang brought Hao Xingxing home to visit him, he didn't say much but examined Hao Xingxing with his eyes full of the marks of time and then spoke with a smile, praising Hao Xingxing warmly.