Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

Xia Dongye shook his head and sighed, took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hook Haiyue into his arms again, and walked straight towards the room ahead without giving her any chance to react.

In the beginning, Haiyue still struggled a little when the distance between the two of them was suddenly drawn so close.

Although Xia Dongye has taken care of him and helped him a lot since then, the two of them are not very close after all, so such a behavior would still be embarrassing.

But when she thought that she would not be able to deceive her parents otherwise, Haiyue stopped taking any actions.

Now is not the time to stick to these details. The most important thing at present is to let parents pack their bags immediately and go back to the grandmother's house in the countryside to avoid it.

Haiyue took a deep breath and told herself in her heart.

The two came to the front of Song's house together.

Xia Dongye reached out to ring the doorbell.

It was Mama Song who came to open the door.

When she opened the door, she saw her daughter hugging a strange man who looked a little familiar. She was stunned, completely frozen into a statue, and stood there motionless.

This, this, this... Does their son-in-law look like this?

Mother Song was thinking in a mess, and after a few seconds, she turned her head little by little like a robot, and said to Father Song who was sitting in the room with his legs crossed while watching TV and eating fruit, "Child, The child's father...you, you come out, come out...I, our son-in-law...went to Korea for plastic surgery..."

"What? Plastic surgery? Who has plastic surgery?" Papa Song turned his head suspiciously. When he saw the couple at the door, the fruit in his mouth fell to the table with a "snap," his eyes widened in amazement, and his mouth opened. It was so big that I could stuff a big duck egg, and it took me a while to utter a sentence, "Hai, Hai, Haiyue...you, you, you...he, him, him...who is this person?"

Wouldn't it be true that their son-in-law, Sikong Jingqiu, went to Korea to make himself look like this, as the old woman said?

Father Song put his feet down in a hurry, ran over before he even had time to put on his shoes, followed Mother Song, and looked at Xia Dongye in surprise.

Xia Dongye smiled at the reaction of the two elders of the Song family. He nodded slightly to the two elders and greeted them politely, "Hello, uncle and aunt. I am Haiyue's boyfriend Xia Dongye."

"Male, boyfriend?" Song's father and Song's mother were frightened by this address, looked at each other in horror, turned to Haiyue, and said in unison, "Song Haiyue! What's going on here?"

"Father...Mom..." Haiyue licked her lips, not knowing where to start.

Xia Dongye opened his mouth to help her, "Uncle and aunt, are you sure you want to stand at the door and say this?"

Correct!

I almost forgot, family ugliness should not be publicized!

Papa Song went out, poked his head left and right, and after not finding any neighbors around, he quickly pushed the two people standing at the door into the house, and quickly closed the door.

Papa Song angrily walked over and sat down on the sofa, and with a sound of "pa——", he slapped his right hand heavily on the coffee table.

His strength was so great that everything on the coffee table bounced off.

Everyone present was taken aback by Song's father's behavior, especially Song's mother. She didn't expect her husband, who has always been honest and honest, to get angry so frighteningly.

Haiyue had never seen her father get so angry before, Haiyue subconsciously flinched into Xia Dongye's arms.