All the gifts they had bought earlier were loaded into the car, and Lin Tian drove Liou Qingcheng towards her family's villa in his Porsche.
Liou Qingcheng had already ntioned to Yan Xinrou yesterday that her son-in-law would be visiting today, telling them to be prepared.
Yan Xinrou was so happy upon hearing the news that she almost couldn't sleep all night, lying in bed and continuously praising Lin Tian to her husband.
Liou Zhengming was initially upset when he heard his daughter had a boyfriend.
Who could this rascal be that lured away his precious daughter?
After the anger faded, he felt sowhat happy, as his daughter was finally growing up and nearing the age of getting married and having children.
Liou Zhengming had pampered this precious daughter of his since childhood, never being strict with her. Even when mother and daughter bickered, Liou Zhengming would maintain a neutral stance.
He couldn't afford to upset his wife and was loath to upset his daughter.
Early this morning, Yan Xinrou started bustling around, preparing a table full of dishes, including one very important dish: Ten-Complete Great Replenishing Soup!
Liou Zhengming stood at the kitchen door and began to mourn at the sight.
Today would be another sad day, as the dark cuisine chef was back in the kitchen. And judging by the looks of it... it would be a grand al.
When Lin Tian drove the car to the villa's parking lot, he stepped out carrying large bags with Liou Qingcheng and pressed the doorbell.
Soon, the door was opened by Liou Qingcheng's father, Liou Zhengming.
Liou Zhengming was actually only 47 years old but looked almost 60. His obese and bulky body was nearly twice the size of Lin Tian.
Liou Qingcheng looked almost exactly like him in the eyes, except his eyes were surrounded by dark circles. He had a slick-back hairstyle, but his hair quality was poor, suffering from severe hair loss.
This was Lin Tian's first impression upon seeing his father-in-law.
"Hello, Uncle." Lin Tian greeted, giving a slight bow, feeling a little nervous, as both Liou Qingcheng and Yan Xinrou had ntioned that this father-in-law wasn't as easy to deal with as he seed.
"Hmm, hello. Are you Lin Tian?" Liou Zhengming scrutinized him, "Hmm, looks quite energetic. How old are you this year?"
"I'm 20." Lin Tian replied.
"20? Sa age as Qingcheng, so this is early love, huh? You're not of legal marriage age yet."
While speaking, Liou Zhengming's gaze seed to beco two laser beams focusing intently on Lin Tian's face, his deanor suddenly shifting.
Lin Tian felt a chill down his spine, being stared at like that was uncomfortable.
He hadn't expected this seemingly unassuming father-in-law to possess such a frightening gaze and aura.
The presence may be intangible, but it definitely existed!
Liou Zhengming's aura from long-term authority was very potent, and if Lin Tian were just an ordinary person, his defenses might have crumbled, leading to panic, cold sweat, and trembling legs.
Liou Qingcheng sensed her father's distinct deanor, but she didn't say anything. Given just one look test, how could Lin Tian not withstand it?
Lin Tian straightened his back slightly, smiled modestly while raising his head. His eyes were white as snow and his pupils as dark as ink, holding back his Spiritual Qi, neither humble nor arrogant, as he matched Liou Zhengming's gaze.
Locking eyes, big eyes staring at small ones.
Liou Zhengming was quite satisfied with Lin Tian's performance, this young man wasn't too bad.
But satisfied or not, losing this contest was unacceptable!
Is there any reasoning in an old father-in-law losing to a young son-in-law?
Both their tempers were stubborn, turning the initial aura competition into... a staring contest. Like a childhood ga: 123 wooden man.
'We are all wooden n, no talking, no moving, no walking, no laughing!'
Of course, they were competing not to blink. Whoever blinked first lost.
It wasn't long before Liou Zhengming couldn't bear it anymore. His eyes felt sore, with sothing glistening in his eye sockets.
Liou Qingcheng found her father's state amusing yet infuriating, an old fool competing with young ones like this, isn't it childish?
"Alright, alright, you both stop glaring, let's go inside and talk. Dad, it's impolite for you to block Lin Tian at the door the first ti he visits." Liou Qingcheng said sweetly, jumping to her father's side and hugging his arm.
With his daughter giving him a way out, Liou Zhengming naturally didn't persist further. He turned and said, "Co in."
After speaking, Liou Zhengming rubbed his aching eyes away from Lin Tian's view. Young people these days really don't know how to respect the elderly.
"Is it Lin Tian here?"
Yan Xinrou rushed out with an apron and a spatula.
"Mom! Why are you cooking again!" Liou Qingcheng shouted, "Lin Tian's first visit, and you want to poison him?"
"Little brat! Mind your language!" Yan Xinrou retorted heavily, then smiled at Lin Tian, "Lin Tian, don't you like my cooking?"
Lin Tian could feel Yan Xinrou's sharp gaze. Although she asked with a smile, it was akin to having a knife at his throat.
Lin Tian nodded hastily, "I do, I do. Oh, mom... these are the gifts I brought for you and Uncle."
Lin Tian just took a couple of steps with large bags when Yan Xinrou pointed her spatula at him, demanding, "You call mom and him Uncle? Change it! Liou, bring out the na-changing fee!"
"Changing nas so soon? It's not according to tradition, right?" Liou Zhengming glanced at his wife, wanting to resist, but his voice fell soft.
It's clear that old Liou is one who fears his wife.
"Rules are made by people. Why not change the na now? If not, you'll have no at or wine in the future." Yan Xinrou said, proudly waving her spatula.
Liou Zhengming's face changed drastically, no hint of the earlier authoritative aura, now looking rather pitiful.
"Lin Tian, call him!" Yan Xinrou ordered, hands on hips.
"Dad." Lin Tian could only comply, handing over the gifts.
Liou Zhengming reluctantly responded and accepted the gifts.
His wife had started causing trouble before he even began his assessnt!
But arms can't win against thighs, he didn't dare challenge Yan Xinrou, or he might live like a rabbit, eating only greens and carrots.
After setting the gifts aside, Liou Zhengming took a card from his pocket, handing it to Lin Tian, "Since you've already called Dad, you should accept the na-changing fee, take this card, don't refuse, the password is Qingcheng's birthday."
Lin Tian accepted respectfully, as it was etiquette, there was no need to decline.
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