Riding sportbikes is difficult, but riding a retro bike should be fine.
There's nothing impossible in this world, Lin Yan was sure of that, because in his previous life, there was a rider in GP who was only 1.5 meters tall.
Even though he was as strong as he was, he still regarded that rider as a senior, a senior who, despite not being a world champion, was inducted into the Hall of Fame.
Since then, Lin Yan felt that as long as there were no physical disabilities, most people could ride sportbikes, regardless of height; it all depended on how much effort they put in.
"Understood, let's eat meat!"
Su Mojin nodded, then set her sights on the barbecue in front of her.
The barbecue was entirely self-service. After grilling the sliced beef and lamb until the surface was golden brown, brushing it with a secret sauce made it incredibly delicious.
The only drawback was that it was too slow; the grilling couldn't keep up with how fast the two of them ate.
After Lin Yan ate a few pieces, he took on the important task of grilling.
"Do you want a drink?"
Su Mojin handed him a glass of iced cola that a waiter had just brought over. As soon as the drink was served, Su Mojin handed it to Lin Yan first, as Brother Yan was the one working hardest at grilling.
"You drink it, I'll have this."
Lin Yan picked up a glass of lemon juice beside him, indicating that he was fine with this. He didn't drink carbonated beverages.
While grilling, Lin Yan noticed something interesting: Su Mojin's eating habits had changed a bit in the past few days. When they first met, Su Mojin used to eat very elegantly.
Perhaps because she had been with him for a long time, she had become more relaxed, and even her eating had become more lively, with a sense of freedom.
A little sauce had even gotten on the corner of her mouth, and she was eating heartily without any regard, making Lin Yan wonder if he had brought home a little food monster.
"Phew, this dipping sauce is so spicy!"
After trying a new dipping sauce, Su Mojin immediately found it unbearable and her face turned red.
She grabbed the iced cola next to her and took a few sips, but it didn't help much; her mouth still felt very hot.
"Drink this."
Seeing this, Lin Yan handed her his lemon water, as lemon water helps to relieve spiciness.
Without a word, Su Mojin took the lemon water Lin Yan had been drinking and started gulping it down.
Only when the glass was almost empty did Su Mojin finally stop.
After recovering her composure, Su Mojin reached out and pushed the extremely spicy dipping sauce towards Lin Yan.
Lin Yan was amused and speechless, thinking, "What are you trying to do, murder your husband?"
Lin Yan couldn't eat spicy food since he was young and dared not try it. He was afraid that if he woke up the next day, his kidneys would ache from the spice.
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"Are you sure he's even more handsome in person than on TV?"
Standing at the entrance of their building, Zhang Yingrong asked her son. Wasn't there beauty filters these days? He was already handsome enough on TV, so if he was even more handsome in reality, wouldn't that be too much?
"That's what my sister said. I don't know if it's true or not."
Su Chen shrugged. He hadn't met the person himself, so asking him was useless.
"Why are you so anxious? You'll see him sooner or later. Besides, who judges a son-in-law based solely on his looks? That's superficial!"
Su Hongyun, who was beside her, chimed in. His wife was worrying about useless things. She might as well pay more attention to the news.
Last night, Su Hongyun had been arguing with the online trolls until midnight, saying that his daughter wasn't good enough for him. What a joke! If his daughter wasn't good enough, was he? Su Hongyun was so angry that he hadn't slept well all night, and his head was still groggy.
"Mind your own business. Why haven't they arrived yet? What is it? Xiao Chen, did your brother-in-law tell you?"
Spitting at her husband, Zhang Yingrong turned to her son.
The family of three had been standing downstairs for quite a while. They were supposed to arrive at noon, but the sun was already overhead, and they still hadn't come.
"My brother-in-law said it's a car!"
"A car?"
"A car?"
Upon hearing that it was a car, the elderly couple exclaimed in unison. They had thought it was some small item, but they didn't expect it to be a car.
Actually, it made sense. If it were a small item, Su Chen could have handled it himself and they wouldn't have needed to take time off work.
"Did your brother-in-law tell you what kind of car it is?"
As soon as Su Hongyun heard it was a car, he became energized. Men had a special affection for cars.
"Dad, didn't you say I shouldn't call him brother-in-law?"
"You brat, what are you changing the subject for? I'm asking if you know what kind of car it is!"
This brat was so inconsiderate. Was this the time to care about such things?
"I don't know."
Su Chen replied honestly.
"Old Su! You think it's not good to accept a car from someone before even meeting them?"
Just as the father and son were getting excited, Zhang Yingrong raised this concern.
"Indeed. Alas, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to have a son-in-law like this!"
Hearing his wife's words, Su Hongyun understood the logic, but they seemed to have no other choice but to accept this reality. They couldn't possibly ask their daughter to break up with him.
"Mom and Dad, what are you talking about? My sister said my brother-in-law is very nice and not arrogant like those rich second-generation heirs."
Su Chen began to support Lin Yan. Lin Yan's helmet wasn't given for free; he was counting on this kid to put in a good word for him.
The elderly couple had also watched many videos about Lin Yan in the past few days. He seemed quite friendly, but one couldn't really tell what people were like through a screen; many people had one face for the public and another behind closed doors.
"Besides, my sister is so smart. She can definitely distinguish between good and bad people. We should trust her judgment about her own boyfriend."
Su Chen had been practicing his commentary these days, and his eloquence had improved unconsciously. Now, his mouth was quite persuasive.
"Yes, that's true."
Hearing the last sentence, the elderly couple nodded in succession. No matter what, they had to trust their daughter's judgment.
In fact, it wasn't that they were being overly cautious; it was just that their family had been tormented by these rich second-generation young masters. Fortunately, Old Su's leg injury had improved over the years, otherwise, Zhang Yingrong would really not dare to interact with these rich second-generation heirs.
Her husband's leg injury back then was caused by those rich second-generation young masters.