Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2320 - 2256: Tyrant Meng Is Really Cunning

"Grandpa Yang, Grandma Yang, we will be sure to inform you once the wedding date is finalized," Chiang Xiao remarked, stealing a glance at Meng Xinian. "However, it likely won't take place until November."

Meng Xinian turned to look at her, catching the sight of Chiang Xiao’s radiant smile.

How could she be unaware that his desperation to wed was born purely out of love?

Because of this, she decided she could let go of her own stubbornness.

In the worst-case scenario, they would simply need to prepare a few extra electric fans for the heat.

As he watched her smile, Meng Xinian’s heart hammered against his ribs.

A sudden sensation washed over him, as if his proposal had just been successfully accepted all over again.

The intensity of being moved by her and the excitement she stirred within him was overwhelming.

"That’s fine, either month works. Actually, that date in August isn't a bad choice either," Old Yang chimed in.

To Meng Xinian, it felt as though a physical blow had struck him, nearly knocking him off his feet.

"Old Man Yang!" he growled through clenched teeth.

Chiang Xiao wasn't even supposed to know about the August date!

Previously, she only had June or November to choose from. Since she had agreed not to delay until November, it meant she had essentially agreed to June—June!

Now that Old Yang had let the cat out of the bag, a sense of dread filled him, and his earlier joy felt like it had been celebrated too soon.

Just as he feared, Chiang Xiao’s smile faltered. She shot him a look, let out a snort, and declared, "Fine, let’s go with the August date instead."

That sneaky Tyrant Meng was truly far too calculating!

She had nearly fallen for his little trap!

Regardless, August was a better option than June.

If they held it after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sweltering weather would have finally begun to cool down.

Feeling like his heart was on an emotional rollercoaster, Meng Xinian gritted his teeth and replied, "The August date is the 27th!"

That was practically September already.

"Pfft!"

Chiang Xiao couldn't suppress a giggle.

August 27th was indeed after the Mid-Autumn Festival; it sounded perfectly reasonable.

"I think that works. Brother Xinian, what are your thoughts?"

Meng Xinian felt a mix of joy and sorrow.

Was he truly okay with the wedding being pushed from June to the end of August?

But he knew that if he disagreed, Chiang Xiaoxiao might get annoyed and push it all the way to November. Viewed through that lens, the end of August was a tolerable compromise.

"Then we shall settle on August 27th. Once we return, you can make a list of what we need, and we will coordinate the preparations."

Though he had been feeling a bit dejected moments ago, the fact that a date was set and the wedding planning was starting caused his frustrations to melt away, replaced by genuine happiness.

At the very least, he was grateful that Chiang Xiaoxiao didn't insist on waiting until her college graduation to marry him!

"Very well. If you require any assistance, don't forget to ask your grandpa and grandma," said Old Yang. Having rested for three days, he was nearly back to full health. He still needed to stick to light meals and avoid anything difficult to digest, but he could eat proper portions now.

Their spirits had visibly lifted after getting enough rest and nourishment.

They had only spent three days with Chiang Xiao, yet they were already finding it difficult to say goodbye.

"Goodbye, Grandpa Yang, Grandma Yang, Uncle Yang. Please visit us in the Capital City when you are able," Chiang Xiao said with a wave.

Meng Xinian escorted her toward the camp gates. A short distance ahead, they spotted a man standing by the road, watching them.

"Oh, that's Guan Tiezhu. He traveled here with me. He dropped me off at the camp gate the other day before heading into town to find a place to stay," Chiang Xiao explained, having nearly forgotten about him.

Meng Xinian nodded and began walking toward Guan Tiezhu.

Guan Tiezhu had already spotted him. As Meng Xinian approached, he snapped to attention and offered a sharp, disciplined salute.