Talent.
Witnessing Su Ziyu obediently hand over three hundred yuan to Old Su, Li Qianfan was completely in awe.
He raised his hand and patted his father-in-law's shoulder, "Brother-in-law, I'm truly impressed. You even dare to extort money from your own daughter."
"This is revenue generation, what do you know?"
Old Su shamelessly said to Su Ziyu, "Ziyu, call your mother. I'll treat you all to a grand meal at a private restaurant tonight."
Was three hundred yuan enough for a grand meal at a private restaurant?
Certainly not.
Old Su added, "Qianfan, you'll cover the difference."
Li Qianfan—
Could he ask for the currency of a certain country?
Ziyu called Mother Lan. Li Qianfan started his Mini Cooper and followed Old Su's car out of Paipai Fashion.
Hearing that Old Su was treating them, Ning Xiaolan, who was about to head home after work, was delighted.
This was a perfect opportunity to squeeze some of Old Su's private funds, and she wouldn't miss it.
"You smell of perfume."
After hanging up the phone, Su Ziyu suddenly wrinkled her little nose and leaned in towards Li Qianfan's shoulder.
Her previously cheerful expression immediately soured.
"Your nose is truly sharp."
Li Qianfan gave a wry smile and replied, "This afternoon, I accompanied the boss of Paipai to visit a client in her car. There was perfume sprayed in her car."
It was normal for women to spray perfume in their cars.
It was even more reasonable for the person sitting in the car to retain the scent of perfume.
Su Ziyu's doubts were cleared, but she still asked with a cold face, "Do you think I'm too controlling?"
Li Qianfan was about to nod.
His survival instinct—
Made him quickly shake his head, and then he gushed with flattery, saying that a man being managed by his wife was not only a way to prevent mistakes but also a kind of happiness.
Su Ziyu was secretly pleased and asked again, "If I asked you to take leave tomorrow and go out with me?"
Li Qianfan's precise answer was, "Wife first, family second, work third!"
Su Ziyu nodded, "That's more like it."
Indeed.
She planned to take Li Qianfan to Xiaoqingshan Scenic Area in the southwestern suburbs of Qingyun tomorrow.
It wasn't purely for leisure, but to go to Qingshan Temple there on behalf of Ning Xiaolan to burn incense for her deceased grandparents.
After her parents passed away, Ning Xiaolan had enshrined their memorial tablets in Qingshan Temple.
Every year on this day, she would go there to burn incense and pray.
Ning Xiaolan couldn't go tomorrow due to an urgent case.
A recent university graduate in her jurisdiction had suddenly gone missing.
This was the second missing woman case within a month.
It had drawn the high attention of the Qingyun police, who had set a deadline for solving the case!
After hearing Su Ziyu's explanation, Li Qianfan didn't pay much attention.
If it were something else, he might have been able to help.
But investigating the whereabouts of missing women was not something that could be solved by simply fighting or having money.
Moreover, Ning Xiaolan wouldn't discuss work matters with her family after getting off work.
That evening.
Li Qianfan and Ning Xiaolan abstained from alcohol, allowing Old Su and his daughter to drink to their heart's content!
And Ning Xiaolan even served Old Su the entire time, treating him like an emperor, ensuring he was fed by hand.
At home, Ning Xiaolan was the queen.
Outside, Old Su called the shots!
This was Ning Xiaolan's way of managing the household.
It was contrary to the agreement between Su Ziyu and Li Qianfan (Ziyu was a little servant at home but Li Qianfan's queen outside).
Ten o'clock at night.
Li Qianfan and Ning Xiaolan drove to the downstairs of their apartment building respectively.
As soon as he opened the door and got out of the car, Old Su stumbled over, grabbed Li Qianfan's shoulder, and reeking of alcohol, said, "Brother! I'm not just saying this! Although my Ziyu is unwanted, whoever marries her will be truly blessed."
Li Qianfan—
Suddenly remembered Li Yunlong's famous line: "You damn old man, you really are something."
"Brother, if you dare to let Ziyu down, no matter how good our brotherhood is, I won't let you off."
Just as Old Su was about to ramble on, Ning Xiaolan quickly walked over.
She immediately started scolding, "Every time you drink too much, you're like this. Aren't you afraid Qianfan will laugh at you? Get home."
Mother Lan, saying this, bent down and scooped Old Su into her arms in a "princess carry."
Old Su, as if accustomed to it, hooked his arm around Ning Xiaolan's neck.
He completely disregarded the fact that they were in the apartment complex.
He just sang loudly to the sky: "Hug me, hug me! Holding that sister, into the sedan chair!"
Seeing this, Li Qianfan could only recall Li Yunlong's classic line again.
However, Ning Xiaolan, and even the residents of this building, seemed to have long since gotten used to it, and no one paid it any mind.
"Old Su is happy."
Li Qianfan came to this conclusion when Su Ziyu, who was also seven or eight tenths drunk tonight, suddenly leaned on his shoulder and giggled in his ear, "Little husband, you're also a sedan chair."
What did that mean?
Who could translate this for Uncle Qianfan, what Su Hei Dai meant by this?
Fortunately, his comprehension was quite good.
Before Su Ziyu, annoyed by his lack of romantic understanding, could bite his ear, Li Qianfan bent down and picked her up.
Then—
Su Ziyu sang sweetly, "Hug me, hug me! Holding that sister, into the sedan chair!"
Li Qianfan looked down at the girl in his arms, who was charmingly drunk, and could hardly believe that she was the same Su Ziyu he knew when she was sober.
However.
Li Qianfan also finally confirmed that this girl, who embodied both violence and romance, had inherited the most outstanding genes from Ning Xiaolan and Old Su.
"To have a pair like this father and daughter, I'm truly unlucky."
Standing at the elevator entrance, Ning Xiaolan, after Li Qianfan quickly carried their daughter over, looked a bit embarrassed and quickly said a polite remark.
Understanding—
Li Qianfan and Ning Xiaolan exchanged a smile, and suddenly felt the taste of happiness rapidly spreading in the elevator.
Half an hour later.
The drunken father and daughter were settled in by Li Qianfan and Ning Xiaolan respectively.
"Qianfan, let's have a drink, you and I."
After Li Qianfan helped Su Ziyu place her shoes on the balcony, he discovered that Ning Xiaolan had taken out a bottle of wine.
Li Qianfan knew that Mother Lan had something to say.
Most likely, she was going to "interrogate" him about his background.
"Qianfan, tell Mom the truth."
Ning Xiaolan raised her glass, "Do you think Ziyu will be a good wife?"
When she asked this question, it seemed casual, but she was actually quite nervous.
She was truly afraid that Li Qianfan would mention Su Ziyu's bad habits (violence, heavy drinking, unreasonable behavior, leaving smelly socks around, etc.).
"Mom."
Li Qianfan thought for a moment and said, "In the vast sea of people. Ziyu waited for me for 26 years, and I have been looking for Ziyu for 21 years."
Ning Xiaolan's eyes immediately welled up with uncontrollable emotion.
Li Qianfan's answer was absolutely the most perfect.
"I'll drink it all, you can take your time."
Ning Xiaolan clinked glasses with Li Qianfan and downed her drink in one gulp.
Li Qianfan naturally accompanied her.
"I originally wanted to ask about your family background and origins."
Ning Xiaolan said frankly, "But with your words, I won't ask! Remember this, if one day, you and Ziyu have a conflict that leads to a point where you have to divorce. Just remember these words."
She had waited for him for 26 years.
He had looked for her for 21 years!
In life, how many 26 years, how many 21 years were there?
"Mom, don't worry, Ziyu and I will never reach that point."
Li Qianfan said solemnly, "Although we haven't known each other for long, I can truly feel that her heart belongs only to me."
Before he finished speaking—
The door to the second bedroom opened.
Ning Xiaolan and Li Qianfan turned to look.
They saw Su Ziyu, wearing a bathrobe, hugging the doorframe and swaying back and forth.
Her eyes blurry with drunkenness, she called out, "Little husband, come, come sleep with me. You, you're not here, I can't sleep."