"Xiaoyu, did you see that? The director of the finance bureau's daughter just added Zhou Hong on WeChat. I think she's interested in him. You'd better keep a close eye on him, or you might lose him and have nowhere to cry," Liu Liying, Xiaoyu's mother, quietly tugged at Qiao Xiaoyu's clothes and whispered in her ear.
"Hmph, I don't want to. Whoever likes him can go chase him," Qiao Xiaoyu pouted petulantly, though it was unclear if she meant it sincerely.
"You child, Zhou Hong is such a good boy. Where will you find another one if you miss him? Are you dreaming of those geniuses from the martial arts world? You're just an ordinary girl, don't get your hopes up for men like them," Qiao Xiaoyu's mother lectured.
"I don't," Qiao Xiaoyu pouted, her eyes involuntarily glancing at Zhou Hong. She didn't fantasize about marrying a martial arts genius. While such men were admired by every maiden, the end result was usually just being toyed with. Men with martial arts talent ultimately chose to marry women with similar talents.
Therefore, Qiao Xiaoyu's mother's advice to cherish Zhou Hong and not to harbor unrealistic dreams about men from the martial arts world was for her own good.
"Heh heh." At this moment, Zhou Hong chuckled. The whispered conversation between Qiao Xiaoyu and her mother was, of course, not hidden from his ears.
Zhou Hong felt a bit speechless. Liu Liying had actually advised her daughter not to have unrealistic dreams about men with martial arts talent. Little did she know, Zhou Hong was far more than just talented in martial arts. If she knew his true strength, she would likely be terrified. For her safety, Zhou Hong decided not to say anything.
"Dinner!" the family's housekeeper shouted.
"Zhou Hong, hurry and wash your hands, it's time to eat," Qiao Wanli quickly called out.
"Grandpa, there's no need to be polite. I'm not a guest."
"That's right, you're Xiaoyu's husband, you're one of us," Qiao Wanli said with a smile.
Qiao Xiaoyu, who was standing nearby, pouted slightly when her grandfather loudly referred to her husband, appearing a bit shy.
Soon, the family sat down at the dining table.
"Xiaoyu, why are you still dallying? Serve your husband a bowl of soup," Qiao Wanli instructed.
"Oh." Qiao Xiaoyu looked a bit glum. She was being asked to serve soup to Zhou Hong, but she didn't dare to talk back to her grandfather, so she dutifully began serving soup to Zhou Hong.
"Haha, it's too embarrassing for my wife to serve me soup," Zhou Hong said with a hearty laugh.
"Zhou Hong, don't be so polite. You cured Grandma Xiaoyu's high blood pressure. If we were to charge, even a million yuan wouldn't be enough," Qiao Yannian also said with a laugh.
"We're family, no need to talk about fees. From now on, if anyone in the family has any issues, just come to me," Zhou Hong chuckled.
"By the way, Zhou Hong, your medical skills are so amazing, why haven't you gone to a hospital or something? With your skills, you could probably shock the world," Liu Liying also asked, full of curiosity.
"Mom, as you said, it would shock the world. If I exposed it, how many people would come knocking on my door? Then how would I live?" Zhou Hong quickly came up with an excuse.
"That's true. They'd definitely be beating down the door. But, it's a real pity for everyone. Fortunately, we're family, otherwise, we wouldn't be so lucky," Liu Liying said happily, looking at Zhou Hong with increasing fondness.
"Mom, if you need anything in the future, just ask. For example, skin rejuvenation and beauty care are my specialties," Zhou Hong said with a smile.
"Thank you. However, Xiaoyu's father might actually need your help...!"
"Don't listen to her nonsense, I'm fine," Qiao Yannian interrupted his wife before she could finish.
"Heh heh." Liu Liying could only smile helplessly and say no more, as her husband's condition, if known, would be somewhat embarrassing.
Zhou Hong chuckled. In fact, he had noticed it long ago that Xiaoyu's father was probably not doing very well in that regard.
"Dad, there's no need to be embarrassed. In fact, I noticed it even if you didn't say anything. If I'm not mistaken, you don't last very long, perhaps less than three minutes," Zhou Hong stated directly.
"Ah." Qiao Yannian's face turned red. Zhou Hong was too blunt, saying it directly at the dinner table. He felt so mortified.
"Dad, don't worry. For me, it's a small matter. I'll help you with some conditioning, and then you might not be able to finish for half an hour," Zhou Hong said with a hearty laugh.
"Zhou Hong, let's eat. Eat first," Qiao Yannian quickly put a chicken leg in front of Zhou Hong, urging him to stop talking.
Qiao Wanli also couldn't help but smile, thinking to himself that this Zhou Hong truly dared to say anything.
At this moment, Qiao Xiaoyu's face was also a little red. She secretly glared at Zhou Hong, as if scolding him for not being mindful of the occasion and saying anything he pleased.
However, Qiao Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that Zhou Hong had said in a love letter that his stamina reached... Suddenly, Qiao Xiaoyu seemed to understand why he was so capable; it turned out he had conditioned himself to be so strong.
Liu Liying's face was also slightly red. She felt a bit speechless; this son-in-law really dared to say anything.
Liu Liying couldn't help but glance at her daughter, Xiaoyu, and secretly thought, Zhou Hong is so strong in that regard, and Xiaoyu is so slender. Could it be...?
"Heh heh, what am I thinking about?" Liu Liying couldn't help but smile wryly. She was actually worrying about that.
Soon, dinner was over.
"Zhou Hong, your room is ready for you. You'll be staying next to Xiaoyu's," Qiao Wanli told Zhou Hong.
"Okay."
"Your clothes were also bought for you this afternoon. They've been dry-cleaned. Go and try them on to see if they fit. They're hanging in the wardrobe in your room."
"Thank you, Grandpa. You even bought me clothes," Zhou Hong chuckled, realizing that becoming the Qiao family's live-in son-in-law was indeed the right choice.
Without further ado, Zhou Hong went to his room and indeed found seven or eight sets of clothes in the wardrobe.
Zhou Hong immediately took a shower and changed into a new set of clothes.
"Handsome." Zhou Hong looked at himself in the mirror, a bit narcissistically. He didn't know that the total price of this set of clothes was over ten thousand.
Zhou Hong walked to the balcony of his room. Standing on the balcony, he could see half the city, with its countless lights shining brightly.
Zhou Hong seemed to recall something, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.
"Dad, Mom, have you had dinner yet?" Zhou Hong murmured to himself. Seeing the city lights suddenly made him think of his own parents.
"Unbelievable." At this moment, Qiao Xiaoyu's voice came from the balcony of the adjacent room. Hearing Zhou Hong say "Dad, Mom" made her feel a bit speechless. Why say "Dad, Mom" when you could just say "Father, Mother"?