Just when the couple was refusing to give in to each other, an old voice came from the sky and echoed in the ears of the three people in the pavilion.
"You bastard, you have lived these decades in vain.
If I had known you were such a bastard, I should have slapped you to death, you bastard."
The three of them were stunned and subconsciously looked outside the pavilion.
"Who...uh huh..."
Before Wen Renxuanhe could finish his sentence, he shot towards the outside of the pavilion like an arrow leaving its string.
Wen Renxuanhe's figure shot out about twenty steps away and landed heavily in the flower bed and rolled several times.
And where he was standing just now, an old man who looked old but full of energy was stroking the snow-white beard on his chin, smiling and looking at Liu Yulan, who was looking at him with dumbfounded eyes.
"Daughter-in-law, long time no see."
"Old... old man?"
"Well, it's Laochan."
After Liu Yulan came to her senses, she hurriedly bowed to the old man.
"My daughter-in-law pays homage to the old man."
"No gifts, no gifts."
"Thank you, old man."
The visitor glanced at Wen Renxuanhe, who was holding his chest and coughing outside the pavilion, and happily sat down on the stone bench.
"Daughter-in-law."
"My daughter-in-law is here."
Chapter completed!