Si Er thought that the way Madam Yu instantly transformed into a gentle person was truly amazing; the switch was just too smooth!

Is this how Madam Yu treats every woman her sons bring home?

Han Yuqing was a little embarrassed: "Lord Yu, Madam Yu, I'm sorry to bother you."

The City Lord said, "No need to bother me, no need to be so polite. Just call me Father."

Han Yuqing: "Huh?"

Others: "Huh?"

Is it really that direct? They're asking you to call them "daddy" right off the bat? Haven't they even crossed the line yet?

Yu Beimo quickly pulled his father to the back: "Dad, don't mess things up."

"How can this be called causing trouble? Aren't I trying to help you? If you like someone, just say so. Otherwise, how will others know if you keep it to yourself?"

"Back when I had my eye on your mother, I pursued her relentlessly, telling her every day how much I liked her."

"She felt my sincerity, that's why she was willing to be with me!"

"You're acting so insincerely right now. Don't say you're my son once you leave this house."

“Look at Xuanxuan, Xuanxuan behaves better than you.” The City Lord couldn’t help but gloat again. “Xuanxuan is also cute. Even though Lao Si and Si Yi are difficult to deal with, they haven’t made things difficult for Xuanxuan much.”

"But you..."

The city lord's gaze toward Yu Beimo turned disdainful once again.

"You won't make it. When you go back to meet his parents in the future, there will definitely be countless difficulties waiting for you. I don't think his father or his brothers will like you."

Yu Beimo, wearing a mask of anguish, cried out, "Father, are you still my father? How could you curse me like that?"

The main reason was that he was really afraid that he would face eighty-one tribulations ahead! He felt that given how much his father and brother disliked him, this was entirely possible, and the other members of the Han family didn't like him much either.

Although he brought this on himself, but...

Yu Beimo couldn't help but grab the city lord's hair, and the city lord turned around and glared at Yu Beimo in disbelief.

"You unfilial son, what are you doing?"

Yu Beimo transmitted his voice to the City Lord Yu: "Father, please understand me, I'm so nervous right now, I'm so anxious I want to tear my hair out!"

"But Yuqing is right next to me, so I have to consider my image, right? What if I mess up my hair? That wouldn't look good!"

"So you can mess up my hair?" the City Lord said indignantly. "So you want to show Yu Qing your unfilial image?"

Yu Beimo: "I didn't!"

City Lord: "You do have it!"

Si Er looked at the father and son making a ruckus and exclaimed, "Xuanxuan, your family is really lively."

Yu Beixuan sighed: "There's nothing I can do. After all, my father alone can cause chaos."

Si Er nodded in agreement; the City Lord was indeed quite unconventional.

Si Er went to see Han Yuqing again, where Madam Yu was gently exchanging pleasantries with her.

"Your name is Yuqing? That's a beautiful name, and it suits you perfectly. You look like someone made of jade."

Han Yuqing: "..."

[Madam Yu is quite the complimenter; they just happened to be from the Yu generation.]

Why use "卿" then?

There wasn't really a reason; Chief Han wasn't good at naming things, so he just picked out some nice-looking characters, wrote them on slips of paper, and put them in a box.

[Whenever a child is born in the Han family, the patriarch draws a slip of paper from the box, and whatever he draws is called that.]

"That's a great idea! It seems very convenient."