In the living room, after Long Fei sat down, he looked around at the messy home and felt a wave of emotion.
Fruit pits and melon seed shells were scattered all over the floor, not to mention Wang Xiaoya's clothes covering the couch.
Heavenly Empress Mother had turned her skirts, bags, and shoes inside out, trying them on one by one without caring whether they fit or not.
Long Fei was a bit drunk but still preferred the quiet.
Even if he bought them another villa, there was no way he could live with these two clowns.
Father Wang dug out all of his Zhonghua cigarettes from somewhere, handed one over to him, and said, "Son-in-law, your smokes really pack a punch. These past few days, I've been itching to sneak one. We were in the wrong just now, please don't take it to heart!"
Long Fei managed to squeeze out a forced smile, lit a cigarette, and sat with a sullen face for a while.
Outside, a car honked, and Leilei drove Wang Xiaoya back in an Audi A6.
