Xie Huaiming: "Oh, you're in a relationship. Isn't it normal for young people to be in a relationship at this age? Dad... No, no, who are you dating? Tell me again."

With the intervention of the two brothers Xie Huaizhen and Xie Huaiming, the lobby was in chaos.

After the noise finally subsided and things quieted down, the family of quails sat down around the sofa in the lobby.

We looked at each other in silence, and no one spoke to break the stagnant atmosphere.

Xie Huaijun had made up his mind and would never change it even if he died.

Xie Zhong's chest was heaving as he spoke to the stubborn Xie Huaijun with suppressed anger.

"Break up with me and don't harass Yu'er again."

The little boy who was at loggerheads with his father was not afraid of him at all.

He defended his love with courage and indomitable bravery.

"I don't."

Xie Zhong: "You are brother and sister."

Xie Huaijun: "We are not in the same household registration book. If anyone says we are brother and sister, I will not accept it."

Xie Zhong: "I don't have a son who works as hard as you do."

Xie Huaijun was not sad at all, and even raised his eyebrows with interest.

"It just so happens that I don't want to be your son anymore."

Yuer: “Yeah.”

Song Qingqing: "Yeah!"

Xie Huaizhen: “Yeah!”

Xie Huaiming: “Yeah!”

Xie Zhong: “Okay…Okay!”

Xie Huaijun stood still in front of everyone, then changed the subject.

"I'll be your son-in-law."

Then, without waiting for anyone to react, he walked up to Xie Zhong and Song Qingqing, who were obviously stunned.

He suddenly bent his knees and everyone could only hear his affectionate call.

"Dad, Mom, please accept your son-in-law's greetings."

Poor Xie Chong was in his prime. Looking at the absurd scene before him, he rolled his eyes upwards and fainted from anger.

"Old Xie!"