"Blood relations like parents and siblings are certain, but not so much for others," Tan Yuancheng hinted.
With Qiao Duo'er's pretty face and attractive figure, could she really be content staying in this family?
She's obedient now only because she hasn't come across anything better.
Tan Zhenghong said with a grim face, "I don't want to hear this kind of talk again. She is my wife, and as long as I'm here, no one is allowed to slander her, not even her own father!"
Tan Yuancheng thought it through and realized that bargaining wouldn't do him any good, so he might as well let it be.
Anyway, he certainly wouldn't admit that he was scared into silence by Tan Zhenghong.
"Then let's settle on that price for a total of four tables," he agreed.
Tan Zhenghong asked further, "Let's clarify the portion size of each dish, to avoid any reasons for dispute later."
Tan Yuancheng felt a pang inside—indeed, he had planned to let Tan Zhongzhong skimp on the amount slightly.
