He slammed the gifts he was carrying down at his feet, squatted down next to the guardhouse, took out cigarettes and matches, and started smoking with a gloomy expression.

Xing's mother stood beside her, at a loss for what to do.

Just a few days ago, they never imagined that they would end up like this.

...

"Sister-in-law! Something's happened! Xing Yujie's parents are here!" Tian Xiaohui excitedly ran into the stencil workshop.

Seeing Ye Yun discussing new clothes with the designer at the table, she quickly ran over, grabbed Ye Yun's arm, and stared at her expectantly.

Ye Yun's lips curled slightly. "What?"

“Xing Yujie’s parents have come looking for him,” Tian Xiaohui replied immediately.

Ye Yun: "Oh."

"Oh?" Seeing her indifferent attitude, Tian Xiaohui pursed her lips and said rather unwillingly, "Sister-in-law, Xing Yujie's mother bullied you so much before, and now that she's delivered herself to your door, are you just going to be so indifferent? Aren't you going to teach them a lesson?"

Ye Yun then put down the sample garment in her hand, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "How did they get here?"

"They came riding an old-fashioned bicycle."

"..." Ye Yun remained silent, covered her forehead, and said helplessly, "What I mean is, what was their attitude when they came?"

"Oh!" Tian Xiaohui suddenly realized, clapping her hands and saying, "They must have come nervously. I saw they were carrying a lot of things, and they even told the gatekeeper that I was their future daughter-in-law. It's just a pity that the sunlight was too bright and the distance was a bit far, so I couldn't see their faces clearly!"

Ye Yun: "..."