Just from that, he was already so much better than Huo Shaofeng.
Huo Chenhuan showed his sincerity. The family would not let Su Yayan's trousseau be cheap, and they were planning to let Su Yayan choose her own.
Eventually, they would transfer to her the ownership of whichever company she was fond of. She would then be able to hold her head up when she was facing her in-laws.
"Cough cough cough… cough cough cough…" Looking at his wife and daughter chattering away, Mr. Su, who had stood there for some time, was trying to involve himself and drew some attention.
Su Yayan heard him coughing and asked in concern. "Dad, what's wrong?"
Cheng Xiuqin saw through her husband's clumsy act. Even though it was annoying, it was funny. She said in amusement, "Recently he's complaining about his dry throat and that he's feeling uncomfortable. Just ignore him."
