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Chapter Thirty We Are Really Friends

Jiang Suhe drove on the way to Yu Dingyan's house. This feeling really made him feel wonderful.

"By the way, why am I a little nervous?" Jiang Suhe said to Yu Dingyan who was sending a text message beside him.

"Let's relax, it's not just going to meet my parents-in-law and mother-in-law. Just deal with my parents." Yu Dingyan turned off his cell phone and replied with a chuckling.

"That's right." Jiang Suhe muttered himself, as if cheering himself up.

"Okay, a big man is so pretentious." Yu Dingyan confronted Jiang Suhe for a moment.

"I'm pretentious? Yu Dingyan, don't forget how you begged me?"

"I know, Oppa Dingyan beg you~" Yu Dingyan blinked quickly and fired electricity to Jiang Suhe.

"Okay, okay, don't be terrible."

"Go, I, Yu Dingyan, can't be seen by anyone." Yu Dingyan pursed his mouth, looking arrogant.

To be honest, Yu Dingyan rarely acts coquettishly in front of his teammates and even in front of his parents. Perhaps because he tasted the sweetness of acting coquettishly, Yu Dingyan felt a little like he was playing tricks in front of Jiang Suhe. Looking at Jiang Suhe who was driving seriously beside him, Yu Dingyan also felt a strange and wonderful sense of security and happiness like Jiang Suhe.



The car drove very quickly, and Yu Dingyan's home appeared in front of him in a blink of an eye.

"I'll carry it. Do you need to call your parents first?"

When Jiang Suhe saw Yu Dingyan-zheng trying hard to move the things out of the trunk, he quickly met and took the things from her hand.

"No need, it's a big trouble, just go up." Yu Dingyan wiped his sweat and walked in front of him with the road.

The doorbell rings.

"Come here, come." The voice of a middle-aged woman came.

After hearing the sound, Yu Dingyan suddenly hid behind Jiang Suhe.

"Hey, come out, this is your mother, why did you let me receive me in front?" Jiang Suheteng couldn't take action, so he had to turn around and stare at Yu Dingyan fiercely.

"I'm a little nervous." Yu Dingyan said in a low voice.

"Isn't you nervous about anything you said, and you're not meeting your parents?"

"Oh, no matter what, go and send my mother away first." Yu Dingyan pushed Jiang Suhe to the front.

Just now, the door opened with a click.

Jiang Suhe saw a dignified and generous middle-aged woman appearing at the door with a smile. Jiang Suhe swallowed the words to complain about Yu Dingyan and changed into a kind face, "Hello, Auntie, I am Jiang Suhe, your daughter Yu Dingyan's friend. When we meet for the first time, these things are not respectful." Then he handed the things to Yu Dingyan's mother.

"Oh, come here, what else can I bring?" Yu Dingyan's mother shirked away twice, took the gift and looked at Jiang Suhe with satisfaction.

"Dingyan, you don't say hello when you see your mother?"

"Mom, are you in good health recently?"

Yu Dingyan had no choice but to come out from behind Jiang Suhe.

"Ah Yigu, as long as you come back for a while, I will be fine."

"Mom, am I busy with work?" Yu Dingyan held his mother's arm while greeting Jiang Suhe into the house.

"Young man, come into the house quickly, don't stand stupidly outside." Yu's mother waved to Jiang Suhe.

Yu Dingyan's dress is a bit Asian in style, not a traditional Korean house. From this point of view, her family should be quite conservative, Jiang Suhe observed secretly.

On the sofa, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body was looking at a book without a cover. It should be Yu Dingyan's father.

When Yu's father saw Yu Dingyan come in, his mouth was so grinning that he even had several wrinkles on his forehead gathered together, "We Dingyan finally gave up our way home."

"Oh Dad, you said it the same as if I don't want to go home."

Yu Dingyan jumped in front of his father and skillfully helped him hammer his shoulders.

"Who is this?"

"Hello uncle, I am your daughter's friend, my name is Jiang Suhe." Jiang Suhe quickly replied.

"Yeah, it's not bad, the young man is a talented man." Yu's father patted his legs and laughed.

"Okay, since you're here, let's take a break. Dad will cook for you. Dingyan, accompany Xiao Jiang well. Did you hear that?" Yu's father stood up and prepared to walk towards the kitchen.

"Uncle, I'll help you."

"You don't need to help. My dad is a chef, just let him do it with confidence." Yu Dingyan whispered to her dad.

"Would you be fine if you stay like this?" Jiang Suhe sat on the sofa for a while, looking at Yu Dingyan, who was busy adding things to his mouth, and asked uneasy.

"Ah Yigu, Jiang Suhe, do you really think that you are a parent?" Yu Dingyan looked at Jiang Suhe who was slightly restrained with a smile on his face.

"Not that, I just make preparations for the future. I will always get married in the future. At that time, the parents of the woman may not be as kind as your parents." Jiang Suhe spread his hands.

Yu Dingyan curled his lips and said nothing.

"What are you talking about?" Yu's mother was freed from the kitchen, pulled out the paper and wiped her hands, looked at the two people who were silent, and asked curiously.

"Which is talking about getting married." Yu Dingyan answered without thinking, looking a little absent-minded.

"What?"

"What?"

"What?"

Jiang Suhe stood up, Yu's father emerged from the kitchen, Yu's mother threw down the paper in her hand, and the three of them stared at Yu Dingyan with wide eyes.

Yu Dingyan also realized that what he said was not appropriate, so he waved his hand and denied: "Oh, what I said is not that we got married."

Jiang Suhe nodded speechlessly beside him.

But seeing Yu's father and mother holding their arms and looking questioning, Yu Dingyan knew that he had explained in vain.

"We are friends, not what you imagined." Yu Dingyan felt that he became darker and darker the more he drew.

"We are really friends." Jiang Suhe sighed, but he didn't expect that he was misunderstood in the end.

"It's okay, your dad and I are also coming from our friends step by step." Yu's mother gave Yu Dingyan an expression that I understand.

"He saved my life, there is no need for you two to push your baby daughter out."

Yu Dingyan looked at his parents who were in aggrievedly.

"I think Xiao Jiang is pretty good."

After hearing the comments of Yu’s father and mother, Jiang Suhe quickly waved his hand, "Uncle and aunt, we really have no plans to develop in that direction."

"Okay, we know that young people are shy. Let's not talk anymore. Come on, let's continue chatting, the meal will be ready soon." Yu's father smiled inexplicably.

"Jiang Suhe blames you!" Yu Dingyan kicked Jiang Suhe.

Jiang Suhe grabbed Yu Dingyan's smooth ankle casually, "Why are you blaming me again?"

"It's all you blame! Let go of me!" Yu Dingyan stretched out his other leg and acted to kick Jiang Suhe.

Jiang Suhe grabbed his backhand again, and this time, both ankles were firmly controlled by Jiang Suhe.

Yu's father and mother quietly watched the situation in the living room through the crack in the door, shook their heads, "These two children still said it's okay, they are so close."
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