Chapter 412 : What kind of father-in-law is this 2
"Teacher Chen..."
Xin Yueshan and Han Ranran were busy talking to Tang Yuyao. At this moment, they noticed that Chen Yeye was still here. The two women looked at each other and thought at the same time: "Why is she by her husband's side?"
The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Tang Yuyao didn't know how to explain it. He hurriedly looked at the middle-aged man not far away, changed the subject and said: "Ran Ran, this is..."
Chapter 174: What kind of father-in-law is this?
At this time, Qian Haoxuan and others knew that there was no danger, and saw the two sisters-in-law coming. They walked into the hotel knowingly, but Chen Anran and Li Qingfu had already left with Feng Zhonghai.
In fact, Tang Yuyao was also very confused in his heart. Who is this middle-aged man? Why did he scare Feng Zhonghai away after just saying a few words? Is he really from the Central Committee?
Because of doubts in his heart, Tang Yuyao couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man a few more times. At this moment, the middle-aged man lost all his majesty. He stood there stupidly, sometimes looking around, sometimes lowering his head and saying nothing.
"You mean him?"
When Han Ranran saw Tang Yuyao asking about the middle-aged man, she lazily turned around and pulled the middle-aged man over. Seeing that the middle-aged man's expression was unnatural, Han Ranran said angrily: "They are all dozens of years old, you
What are you so ashamed of! Don’t embarrass me, okay?”
"Okay, okay!" What surprised Tang Yuyao was that this middle-aged man seemed to be afraid of Han Ranran. Han Ranran scolded him. Not only did he not show any dissatisfaction, but he nodded his head and said yes.
"What's going on? Is this man a subordinate of my little wife? Or is he the target of her abuse?"
Seeing this strange scene, Tang Yuyao secretly guessed that the middle-aged man was so awesome in front of Feng Zhonghai, but he was like a gentle sheep in front of Han Ranran. This would inevitably arouse suspicion.
"Ranran!"
Xin Yueshan on the side pulled Han Ranran's clothes and said in an educational tone: "How can you treat Uncle Han like this? He is always your father!"
"Ranran's father?"
As soon as Xin Yueshan's words came out, Tang Yuyao broke into a cold sweat. He never dreamed that the middle-aged man in front of him would be Han Ranran's father, Han Jinxin! And Han Ranran is his girlfriend, so isn't Han Jinxin his future?
Father-in-law?
Thinking of this, Tang Yuyao became even more nervous, not only because it was the first time he met his father-in-law, but most importantly, both Xin Yueshan and Han Ranran called their husbands in front of Han Jinxin! Although Han Jinxin looked very
He was afraid of Han Ranran, but would he agree to give his daughter to him? Would he be willing to let his daughter follow him who has several women?
The more Tang Yuyao thought about it, the more frightened he became. He was sweating more and more. He didn't know what Xin Yueshan and the others were talking about. Now he was only worried about how he should explain to his future father-in-law. If he said that he was philanthropic, he might be attacked.
Spit. Call yourself lustful. Isn’t that the behavior of an adult? But it’s impossible to say that you only love Han Ranran...
After thinking for a long time, Tang Yuyao decided to let nature take its course. He just sighed in his heart: "Hey... the thorny problem has finally arrived. The first father-in-law has just appeared..."
"husband!"
"husband?"
"Hello!"
"What’s wrong with you?"
…
Just when Tang Yuyao was lost in thought, Xin Yueshan and Han Ranran had finished talking and were about to talk to Tang Yuyao when they found Tang Yuyao standing there motionless, with sweat still on his forehead.
"Um?"
After being pulled away by the two women, Tang Yuyao finally came to his senses. When he found that his wife and future father-in-law were looking at him, he quickly smiled awkwardly and said: "The weather is not bad today..."
"Are you stupid?" The three of them sweated at the same time.