"You still say no? My father called you Young Master Ye, didn't you respond happily? What's wrong with that? How can a father-in-law call his son-in-law something like a young master?" Su Moying listed a series of his actions.

guilt.

Ye Yinchen acted as if she suddenly realized something, then put his hands on her shoulders and assured her seriously: "I'm sorry, honey, everyone calls me Young Master Ye. I'm used to it, so I didn't react for a while. But I

I promise you, I will go out to your father later and ask him to call me by my name from now on, is that okay?"

"That's pretty much it! Okay, let's go out."

"Yingying, have you got the tea?" Su's father has prepared the tea set and is waiting for the tea.

Su Moying handed over the tea can: "Well, isn't it here?"

"Yes, that's it." Su's father happily took it and looked at Ye Yinchen fawningly while making tea: "Young Master Ye, this tea..."

"Uncle!" Ye Yinchen went up and took the tea leaves from Su's father's hand, and started making tea by himself: "Don't call me Ye Shao from now on. It's too foreign. If you really treat me as a family member,

Just call me Ye or Chen."

"How could this happen!..."

"What's wrong with this? Uncle, are you saying you don't like me at all and don't want me to be your son-in-law?"

"This..." Father Su smiled so hard that his mouth twisted, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Of course not, of course I would like you to be my son-in-law. And this is the era of free love. You and Yingying like each other, even if I don't

It’s no use even if you like it!”

"You can't say that, uncle, Yingying is your daughter. When she gets married, she naturally hopes to get the blessings of her uncle and aunt, so that she can live happily for the rest of her life. Uncle, drink tea." Ye Yinchen poured a cup of tea.

Offering good tea with both hands: "Try it and see how the tea I brew tastes."

This young man not only has a bright future, but also speaks so pleasantly. Su’s father feels that if he doesn’t grasp it now, he won’t be able to find anything better than this in the future, even if he holds a lantern.

His heart was filled with joy. Let alone drinking tea, even if he drank bitter medicine, he still felt it was sweeter than honey.

"It tastes good, it tastes great. It's much more fragrant than what I brewed."

"Haha...thank you uncle for the compliment."

"Don't just drink tea. I've prepared the meal. Wash your hands and eat." Mother Su shouted from the kitchen.

Su Moying got up and went to help, and Ye Yinchen quickly followed.

As soon as the two of them reached the kitchen door, Su's mother kicked them out: "What are you doing in here? There is a lot of fumes in the kitchen. Get out."

"Mom, let me help you."

"How can I help you? The dishes have been brought out. Just get a few bowls. Come and wash your hands with Ye."

"oh."

The two of them washed their hands and sat down. Su's father brought out a bottle of white wine in a glass bottle: "Ye, this white wine is brought from our hometown. It is brewed by the country people from sorghum. You can try it."

"Dad, he doesn't know how to drink at night."

"Can't drink?" Su's father obviously didn't believe it. In this world, as long as people hang out in shopping malls, how can there be any reason that they can't drink or smoke? He blocked his daughter's hand and poured a full cup for Ye Yinchen.
Chapter completed!