"Good Evening, father-in-law…."
"Pffft…Cough... Cough... Hahaha.. cough!" Tang Yichen choked on his coffee as he coughed profusely but he couldn't control his laughter as he covered his mouth with the back of his hand. When has Mo Yuhan ever been so demure?!
Tang Li suspiciously gazed at her brother who was on the verge of biting the back of his hand before turning back to look at her husband who was standing stiffly, with expectant eyes as he gazed at Master Song. Did.. she miss anything? Why was everything so strange?
Master Song gazed at his daughter who was looking at them with confusion apparent in her eyes, he pretended to hug Mo Yuhan as he patted the man on his back. His actions seemingly gentle but not his words, "You don't have to call me that. I have yet to acknowledge you. Moreover, there is no guarantee that I would ever accept you."
