Tong Youwei was originally going to have a sandwich at his Hollywood studio for lunch, but he received a call from his daughter saying that Qingshan would be cooking at noon. Tong Youwei hurriedly drove back and arrived just in time for dinner.
"Eh? Youwei, didn't you say you wouldn't be back at noon?"
Tong Youwei saw his favorite Kung Pao Chicken on the table and immediately felt his saliva secretion strong. He swallowed a big mouthful before daring to open his mouth to speak:
"Hey, that's right, someone who came for an audition cancelled their appointment at the last minute, so I came back, haha!"
Tong Nina came in with a red wine glass and laughed as she exposed Tong Youwei's lie: "Mommy, don't listen to Daddy. I called him, and as soon as he heard that my sister-in-law was cooking at noon, he immediately told the actor who came to audition to leave and come back tomorrow! Hahaha, you didn't hear Daddy's anxious voice at the time. He was afraid that if he left too late, he wouldn't be able to make it to dinner. It was so funny!"
Tong Youwei felt ashamed when his daughter exposed his lie. He lowered his head and laughed. After laughing enough, he realized that there was a stranger in the house.
"Uh, this is..."
Tong Youwei felt that the bald man looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
Luo Shaohui bared his teeth and shouted, "Brother-in-law, don't you recognize me?"
"Who are you……"
Tong Youwei was still confused. Brother-in-law? Is this man Alan's cousin? He did look a bit like Alan, and they looked like a family.
"Brother-in-law, you are so forgetful that you even forgot your own brother-in-law? I am Shaohui——!"
"W-what? You are Shaohui? How is that possible? Shaohui is not..."
Before Tong Youwei could utter the word "die", Luo Shaolan pinched him, and he gasped in pain.
"What nonsense are you talking about! My brother is fine, don't curse him! Shaohui survived the bullet attack, but he lost his memory. He was rescued by a passing passenger ship and brought to the United States. Yesterday, Shaohui met Wenyuan, Qingshan and the others, and only then did he remember the past. No one is allowed to mention the past anymore. From now on, our whole family will be fine!"
Luo Shaohui's identity as a psychic couldn't be revealed, so Luo Shaolan and Tong Youwei fabricated a story. While it wasn't the entire truth, the general idea was consistent. Luo Shaolan hid the psychic's identity from her husband not because their relationship was strained or because she distrusted Tong Youwei, but rather because she wanted to limit his exposure to such confidential information. If a conflict arose between the Psychic Bureau and Qilin in the future, as Qilin's "family members," they would undoubtedly be questioned and criticized. Being unaware of the truth was a good thing for Tong Youwei, sparing him considerable trouble.
Tong Youwei was stunned and sat down on the sofa by his wife. He looked at Luo Shaohui in disbelief, thinking that his brother-in-law's experience was even more bizarre than a Hollywood movie.
"Well, Alan is right, we all need to live a good life! Shaohui, what are your plans for the future?"
While helping Tong Nina set the tableware, Luo Shaohui answered his brother-in-law's question: "After Qingshan finishes acupuncture for my second sister and Nana, I will follow them back to China. I have been away for more than ten years, and it is time for me to go back and see Comrade Luo!"
Luo Shaolan and Tong Youwei's marriage was often opposed by Luo Zhentian. Firstly, the old man had a good family background all his life and did not want his daughter to marry a "fake foreigner". Secondly, Mr. Luo always felt that a pretty boy like Tong Youwei who was engaged in art was most susceptible to temptation by beauty. If he hurt his daughter's heart because of some scandal in the future, even if he was beaten to death, it would not be enough to make up for the injustice his daughter would suffer.
But Luo Shaolan was very opinionated in love. After all, she had obtained a marriage certificate with Tong Youwei, and the matter was settled. No matter how angry Luo Zhentian was, he had to acknowledge him as his son-in-law. However, he always had a stern face when they met, which made Tong Youwei as nervous as a mouse seeing a cat.
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