Love can run deep, but it must never be humble.

Chen Anhui did not agree with her husband’s perspective. "When ordinary men get rich, especially when they have more money than they could ever spend, how many of them remain faithful?"

Meeting her sarcastic gaze, Yin Qinglun instantly fell silent. Being a negative example himself, he simply had no words to offer.

"There is a limit to everything. As long as it remains above the bottom line, certain flaws are not entirely intolerable. Spending a lifetime together is no easy feat; hold on to what must be maintained, and embrace what must be tolerated. Life as a couple is like drinking water—only the person drinking knows whether it is hot or cold. As long as you feel happy yourself, the opinions of others do not matter."

Hoping her eldest daughter would take her words to heart, Chen Anhui spoke with utmost earnestness. "When lovers live together, the one who loves more will inevitably give more. You are already in too deep now, but I want you to remember: you can love deeply, but you must never humble yourself. In your parents' eyes, you will always be the most exceptional one. Even if you lose love one day, you still have family, and with us by your side, you can still lead a happy and joyful life."

Yin Xiaoya buried her face in her mother's arms and said with deep emotion, "Mom, don't worry. I will never forget these words. You and Dad cherish me so much that no matter what happens, I will always be happy."

Chen Anhui affectionately wiped the tears from the corners of her daughter's eyes. "Look at you, how old are you and still crying like a child? Sit up properly now, I still have questions for you. Your relationship with Xiao Yao has progressed so quickly—has he ever made any promises to you?"

"He said he would make me happy for the rest of my life. Yesterday, he transferred fifty million to my bank account and also gave me a diamond ring worth one hundred and twenty million," Yin Xiaoya said, her face glowing with happiness.

"You silly girl, why didn't you mention something so important earlier? Do you have any idea how worried your father and I were?" Chen Anhui raised her hand and gave her eldest daughter's arm a few firm smacks.

"I was worried you would misunderstand and think I'm only with him for his money. Even though he is extremely wealthy, I value him as a person, absolutely not his money," Yin Xiaoya explained earnestly.

"I gave birth to you; how could I not know what kind of temper you have?" Chen Anhui's tone turned lighter, the heavy look on her face vanishing. "Even though this Xiao Yao might be a bit unfaithful at heart, I must be fair: the man still has a sense of loyalty and affection. Giving you such an expensive ring the moment you met, and directly transferring fifty million to you so you have no worries for the future—his character must be quite decent."

Yin Qinglun snorted disdainfully. "I think he's just burning through excess cash with nowhere else to spend it. We aren't selling our daughter here; is he just showing off how rich he is?"

"Even if you sold your daughter a hundred times over, you wouldn't make that much money! Can you use a little reason for once? He isn't showing off; he's showing how much he values your daughter. Do you even understand?" Chen Anhui retorted sharply.

As a sensible man, Yin Qinglun naturally understood this, but the fact that this Xiao Yao had bedded his daughter only two days after meeting her made him extremely furious, and he simply could not vent the frustration bottled up inside him.

Upon learning of Xiao Yao's extravagant gestures, both Yin Qinglun and Chen Anhui fell silent, momentarily unsure of what attitude to adopt toward their daughter's boyfriend.

Even back when Yin Qinglun was at his wealthiest, their family's total assets amounted to around one hundred million. A single gift from their daughter's boyfriend exceeded his entire net worth accumulated through a lifetime of striving.

When money reaches a certain level, the sheer weight of it brings immense pressure, enough to suffocate a person.

As Yin Xiaoya's parents, they had not even met their daughter's boyfriend yet, but they could already feel the overwhelming pressure radiating from him.

"Xiao Yao mentioned coming over to visit you tomorrow. Are you busy tomorrow? Do you both have time?" Yin Xiaoya asked.

"Did he bring this up himself? Or was it your idea?" Chen Anhui asked, somewhat surprised.

Yin Xiaoya replied, "It was his own idea. He wants me to move out and live with him, and of course that requires your permission."

"You two just met, and he wants to move out together already? Isn't he moving a bit too fast?" Yin Qinglun frowned, deeply displeased.

Chen Anhui held a different view from her husband and glanced at him sideways. "Can you stop him? We'd better face reality. Since we can't help our daughter, the least we can do is avoid holding her back."

Yin Qinglun felt somewhat stifled and in a very foul mood. He had never imagined he would end up with a filthy-rich son-in-law, and this prospective son-in-law had stripped away his right to speak even before they met. Yet, as a father who deeply adored his daughter, everything had to be done with her in mind, making him feel that playing the role of the future father-in-law was truly suffocating.

"Nothing is more important than your happiness. The shop won't open tomorrow; entertaining Xiao Yao properly is our top priority for the day." Chen Anhui's attitude had undergone a drastic shift.

Every mother hopes for her daughter to find marital happiness. At first, Chen Anhui felt her daughter lacked restraint and worried she might be coaxed and deceived by sweet words.

Now, learning that her daughter's boyfriend was not only a handsome, ultra-wealthy billionaire in his youth, but also treated her wonderfully and lavished her with immense gifts the moment their relationship was established, her attitude naturally changed completely.

There are many definitions of a woman's happiness—a handsome husband, wealth, a good temper, gentleness, thoughtfulness, and the ability to soothe others all count—but a solid economic foundation is undoubtedly the most crucial.

And Xiao Yao's economic foundation was nothing short of breathtaking.

With the nearly two hundred million gifted by him, even if their relationship were to sour in the future, her daughter would at least be guaranteed a life free from financial worries.

This future son-in-law might be somewhat fickle, but even if anyone else were to take his place as a son-in-law, that remains the least predictable element in any marriage.

Since her daughter had found a boyfriend with such outstanding conditions, she naturally had to stand by her daughter's side and do everything in her power to help her fulfill her heart's desire.

Yin Xiaoya's younger sister, Yin Xiaoyan, was a high school senior this year. When she returned home, the entire family was bustling about.

Tossing her school bag casually onto the sofa, Yin Xiaoyan called out loudly, "Mom, is dinner ready? I'm starving. What special day is it today? Why suddenly spring cleaning?"

"Dinner is almost ready. Go study for a bit first; once we finish these chores, we'll eat," Chen Anhui replied casually.

After finishing dinner, Yin Xiaoyan felt the atmosphere in the house was a bit strange. "Mom, why does the vibe at home feel so weird today? Everyone is so quiet. Did something happen?"

"Nothing happened, don't go worrying about things that are none of your business. Your older sister's boyfriend is coming over to visit tomorrow. It's a bit sudden, so we didn't have much time to prepare." Such a major event was no secret, so Chen Anhui chose not to hide it from her younger daughter.