"How come?" Chuxiong awkwardly put aside his already recognized expression. "How come back without warning in advance? I'll ask Uncle Liu to prepare for it. What if he is slow to wait for his son-in-law?"

"No, if he's treated well by you, I'm afraid he'll be abused by me when he comes home." On one side of the page, Yi Qingchen raised his thin lips shallowly, and the gentle smile in his dark eyes grew stronger and stronger.

Chuxiong suddenly looked stiff, but in the face of Yi Qingchen, he was not easy to attack. It took him a long time to recover some nature. He smiled at Yi Qingchen...