"They're here, they're here... Tell your brother to stop hurrying us, we're grown-ups for goodness' sake, yet still so flustered."
Lin Changshui hurriedly responded and turned to look at the woman who had accompanied him for half of his life, reflecting, "Wifey, once we get Siyu married off, our mission will finally be complete."
"Decades have gone by, and we've aged too, but I can still clearly remember what you looked like the first time we met," he mused.
"Oh stop it, why talk about that now? Let's go, let's not keep the in-laws waiting anxiously; it's not often they come to visit," Xu Qin retorted. Her once jet-black hair now resembled the first snow of harsh winter or the first frost of autumn, a mix of silver strands, half concealed, half revealed.
The couple helped each other out the door and, urged on by their daughter's beckoning, got into the black MPV.
Click—
At that moment,
