Although Huang Ping's girlfriend kept saying there was no issue, that the two of them could gang up against one, they didn't believe they couldn't come out on top.
But Huang Ping was still scared.
Dragged to the door by his girlfriend, Huang Ping took several deep breaths and finally pressed the doorbell.
"Coming."
As soon as he pressed it, the door swung open.
A face that bore resemblance to his girlfriend appeared in front of them, giving Huang Ping a warm smile: "Huang Ping, long time no see. Now that you're here, what did you bring?"
Although he had already visited once before, that visit hadn't been very pleasant.
His girlfriend's parents were both high school teachers, and her father was even the director of student affairs, exuding authority even when silent.
When he put on a stern face, it was imposing without anger, making Huang Ping, a habitual class-skipper, tremble just by looking at him.
