"Honey, are you really going to take me inside? I think my brother should be home right now. Are you really going to go in?"

Bei Jing looked up at Jun Chen, her delicate and pretty face full of struggle. She didn't want to see Jun Chen and her older brother clash, afraid that they would start arguing again.

Junchen chuckled softly, put his arm around Beijing's shoulder and pulled him into his arms, then strode into the Bei family home.

"Let's go, honey. Don't worry too much. Feng promises he won't say anything. Trust me, okay? You silly girl."

Bei Jing, displeased, reached her small hand inside her coat and pinched Jun Chen's narrow waist through the sweater.

Just as I was thinking how good it felt, I heard Junchen's slightly deep and husky voice from above.

"Honey, something bad is going to happen."

Huh? What could have happened? He looked up and met those fiery, dark brown eyes. Even Bei Jing, who was usually oblivious, understood what was going on.

Like a child who has done something wrong, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, and heard Jun Chen's low laughter in his ear.

Bei Jing's ears turned bright red, but the next second her small hand was enveloped by a pair of warm, large hands.

A sweet feeling rose in her heart, a smile curved her lips, and she clenched her hands slightly, her fingers intertwined.

In the living room of the Bei family home, Bei's mother was talking to a pretty girl, Bei's father was drinking tea, and Bei Feng was sitting on the sofa with a helpless expression.

Bei Feng was the first to see Jun Chen and Bei Jing. His handsome face darkened slightly, and although his lips moved, he didn't say anything.

Seeing his older brother trying so hard to restrain himself, Bei Jing couldn't help but chuckle inside, though he didn't show it on his face.

He obediently called out, "Brother, Mom and Dad."

Junchen also greeted Bei's parents, and when he looked at Beifeng, the corners of Junchen's thin lips curled up slightly.

"Brother-in-law."

This address of "brother-in-law" was quite a shocking statement, and Bei's parents were overjoyed, their faces beaming with happiness.

Bei Feng's face darkened further, and finally he almost gritted his teeth as he squeezed out, "Second Master Jun, isn't it too early?"

"It's not early." Jun Chen slowly sat down on the sofa, his movements elegant.

He reached out and pulled Bei Jing into his arms, displaying a domineering attitude.

"Xiao Chen is right, it was only a matter of time before he started addressing us differently. From now on, don't call us 'Uncle' and 'Auntie' anymore."

You should just start calling them Mom and Dad directly, Bai Yatou, it sounds so much more intimate.

With a gentle smile on her well-maintained face, Bei Ma gently patted Bai You's hand.

Bai You glanced at Bei Feng, who also happened to look over. Their eyes met, and a suspicious blush appeared on their faces.

Seeing the two of them, Bei's mother covered her mouth and laughed. "Look, this young couple is even shy. What's wrong with that? It's perfectly normal."

"Mom is right, I'll change how I address you from now on, Dad, Mom."

Junchen spoke to himself, pouring two cups of tea and handing them to Bei's parents.

Bei Feng glared fiercely at Jun Chen. No, how come he never noticed this shameless side of his brother before?

Bei Jing turned to look at Jun Chen, his bright black eyes filled with laughter. Jun Chen pulled the little girl back into his arms.

He buried his head in Bei Jing's neck, smiling slightly, "Wife, isn't your husband amazing? He won over our parents in no time."

His tone carried a hint of seeking reward; Bei Jing, not quite satisfied with his assessment, tugged at Jun Chen's fingers and played with them.

"Hmm, impressive."

"Is there a reward?" His dark brown eyes narrowed, full of smiles.

"What kind of reward do you want?" Bei Jing tilted his head, puzzled.

I'll tell you when I get home.