"Uncle, Auntie, meeting you for the first time, I didn't know what you would like. This is just a small token; I hope you like it." Tang Feng placed two bottles of wine and two bottles of Elixir on the table.
"Xiao Tang, you're too polite. Auntie dares to ask, how old are you this year?"
"Twenty-one."
"What! Only twenty-one? Young man, what will you use to support my daughter?" Mr. Ye said angrily.
"Dad, I have my own hands and feet; I don't need him to support me."
"You, you ungrateful girl. I didn't raise you to give you away for nothing. You two must break up; we don't agree with this."
"Ye Han, are you sure you want to choose Xiao Tang as your man?" Lady Ye said more gently. After all, it was still unclear who was right and who was wrong. What if she was robbing the cradle?
It was better to ask clearly first.
