He wanted to ask Song Xinglan how he felt about his daughter, but he was afraid of hearing the same answer as the boy surnamed Xu.

Intellectually, Lao Qi knew that he was looking at his daughter through a filter.

The filter is deep and thick, thicker than the Great Wall.

An 800-meter filter is nothing. His filter is as long as the Great Wall.

To sum up, his daughter is the best in the world. Only his daughter can choose others, and no one else can choose his daughter.

He dislikes anyone who picks on him.

For example, there is a man named Xu who was praised for his promising young age, but he felt that he was short-sighted.

Xu Zhiran: ...

A-choo! A-choo!!!

He sneezed twice suddenly.

The weather is about to turn cold, have you caught a cold?

Old Qi sighed. Does his good daughter have to get married?

But if she doesn't get married, her peers will all get married and have children in the future and live happily, but his daughter will be alone and lonely. He will feel bad seeing that.

As for the parents accompanying the child, they will eventually pass away first, and the daughter will be heartbroken. Since she is an only child, she will not have anyone to rely on.

As a parent, just thinking about the possibility of this makes me feel so miserable.

It is said that children are a debt.

Lao Qi wanted to speak but stopped, and still wanted to speak.

Song Xinglan took the initiative to bring up the topic, understandingly: "Uncle Qi, do you have anything to ask me?"

Look, what a good child.

Qi Aiguo opened his mouth and was about to ask his daughter about her personal relationship problems when Qi Yunyi's voice came from the room: "Xingxing, come here."

Song Xinglan responded with a "yes" after hearing that, said hello to Qi Aiguo, and then got up and went into Qi Yunyi's bedroom.

Qi Aiguo: ...

Look, her daughter is always available and never complains, which is in stark contrast to some men who would scold their wives if they asked their men to buy a piece of soy sauce.

Isn’t this a good son-in-law?

That's really cool.

Comrade Lao Qi sighed and said, "No, I'd better test my daughter's opinion first."

What if young people don’t understand what liking and love are, and they clearly like someone but don’t realize it?

Not everyone can be like him. The first time he saw his wife, he knew that she was his wife and he would treat her well for the rest of his life.

There are not many people who understand like him.

On the other side, Qi Yunyi sat on the bay window, pointing her fingers at her knees. When Song Xinglan came in, she signaled him to close the door.

Song Xinglan did as he was told, and then he saw his girlfriend jumping into his arms like a rabbit.

The soft and cute white rabbit jumped into his arms fiercely, pinched his face with his hands, and asked him: "What are you and my dad talking about? You didn't tell him about us, did you?"

"No."

"Really?"

"real."

"You're not allowed to say that."

"Yi Yi, what if they discovered it themselves?"

"Impossible. They haven't discovered it for so long. They must have been blinded by the light. Unless they happened to catch me kissing you."

As she spoke, Song Xinglan lowered his head and began to ask for a kiss.

"Be serious, we are in a cold war."

"It's easy to catch a cold during a cold war, which is not good."

It’s easy to catch a cold during a fucking cold war.

Qi Yunyi was almost amused by him, but fortunately she managed to stabilize the upturned corners of her lips in time and started to push him.

Song Xinglan was pushed out the door helplessly.

They hadn't packed up the things they brought back yet, so Song Xinglan had to go over and pack up first.

Old Qi insisted on coming over to help, and when he did, he found that almost all the things belonged to his daughter.

There are bottles and jars of skin care products, and the variety is very complete, but I have rarely seen my daughter use them.

In addition, there are several large plush dolls and a super big white dog that is almost as tall as him.

Qi Aiguo: ...

Um, wait.

"Xingxing, have you moved all these to your house?"

Song Xinglan looked innocent: "Yi Yi said she wanted to live here."

That's right. When my daughter came back before, there was no one at the Song family yet, so she ran over and lived there alone. Now that the owner has come back, there's nothing wrong with her still choosing to go over there.

Anyway, it's something his daughter can do.

Qi Aiguo nodded and continued to help.

Of course, most of the time, he didn't have much chance to really help, as Song Xinglan was also good at doing housework.

He did everything in an orderly and quick manner. Sometimes, just by looking at him, Qi Aiguo always felt that this boy was as handsome as he was in his youth.

Qi Aiguo pretended to be casual and said, "Xingxing, who does the housework between you and Yiyi?"

"I do."

"What about the laundry?"

"I'll wash it."

"Sweep and mop the floor?"

"I'll do it."

"Oh, you don't think my Yi Yi is a young lady who has never done anything and doesn't want to do anything, so you think she is bad, right?"

"Won't."

Qi Aiguo was satisfied.

Although this guy is a little too honest and doesn't even know how to say more sweet words and praise his daughter, this makes it seem more genuine, doesn't it?

Only someone who has been planning for his daughter for a long time and has no bad intentions would come up and praise his daughter non-stop.

Stars are strong because they have no desires.

Thinking of this, Qi Aiguo sighed again: "You pamper her so much, what will you do when she gets married in the future?"

Song Xinglan remained silent. If he really made his girlfriend angry, they would really be in a cold war.

He didn't want to. His girlfriend's cold attitude towards him these past two days was enough to make him feel unbearable.

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