spring bite mark

Chapter 202 The Father-in-Law Looks at His Son-in-Law, and Dislikes Him More and More
Self-built house...

In Huo Mingcai's family's understanding, they automatically imagined it as a self-built house in a remote suburb or rural area of ​​the capital.

“Who would ask you to give away a house? Even a self-built house costs hundreds of thousands to build. That’s why I said you spend money recklessly. Now you’re giving away houses so easily. How can Manman feel secure living with you like this?”

Huo Mingcai disliked Yan Changye even more: "When I go to the capital, we will buy an apartment for Manman and you. When you go back this time, you can choose a property first. Including decoration, the total budget is within 20 million yuan - it is not impossible to go a little more expensive, but I will have to earn more for a few more months."

Jiang Manman said softly, "Dad, you don't need to buy a house. Just go and have fun. You can accept what Yan Changye gave me. I also want to have my own family home in the capital."

Upon hearing this, Huo Mingcai's heart instantly softened!

As the saying goes, a girl's family is her source of strength. These past years, without her biological parents by her side, who knows how much she has suffered in private…

"I'll still buy you a house. Let me know when you've chosen one. As for this self-built house, I'll take it for now, but give the keys to your mother, don't give them to me."

Jiang Manman and Yan Changye were both puzzled for a moment.

However, Wang Ying and Huo Mingcai looked slightly embarrassed.

Huo Yungui explained softly from the side, "Sister, brother-in-law, there's something you don't know yet. Mom and Dad are divorced, they've been divorced for over twenty years."

Yan Changye and Jiang Manman: "..."

They weren't unaware that the information Shen Zongqian provided contained details of their divorce; they simply assumed that since they were still living like a family, they must have remarried at least once.

Seeing the blank look on his daughter and son-in-law's faces, Huo Mingcai quickly said, "We did get divorced, but I spent ten years winning her back. Now she's a proper girlfriend, and the only difference between her and my wife is a marriage certificate."

Yan Changye's gossip instincts kicked in: "So, why don't you two remarry?"

Wang Ying sighed, "The current marriage law is not very friendly to women; on the contrary, it is a kind of constraint. I think the current situation is the best."

Huo Mingcai smiled helplessly: "I still really want to remarry, but I can't make the decisions about this family."

He glanced at the key on the phone again; it looked strange, not like an ordinary door key, but rather very high-end. He casually handed the key to Wang Ying and stood up.
“Your son-in-law has traveled a long way and is entertaining a large family tonight. Manman, take him to rest.”

Jiang Manman said softly, "Mom and Dad should get some rest too."

Jiang Manman's bedroom has its own bathroom.

The moment the bedroom door closed, Yan Changye's dignified aura vanished completely.

He reverted to his usual carefree and flirtatious nature, and affectionately embraced Jiang Manman:
"Madam, shall we shower together?"

Jiang Manman knew what he was thinking and hesitated greatly:

"There are too many people in my family, it's inconvenient."

"I know." Yan Changye had already brazenly started to unbutton her clothes, and whispered in her ear to assure her, "I will be very gentle."

The next day, Yan Changye got up first.

After washing up and changing his clothes, he went to the dining room, where Huo Mingcai was making breakfast.

"Dad," Yan Changye said lazily, leaning against the kitchen wall. "Good morning."

"Good morning." Huo Mingcai looked at his son-in-law, who was still so good-looking after changing his clothes, and couldn't help but take a few more glances. "Take out the clothes you changed into last night and wash them."

"Just throw it away later. I usually don't wear the same clothes twice," Yan Changye replied.

Huo Mingcai: "...How much did your clothes cost?"

"Three..." Yan Changye thought about how the small amount of money he spent on the gift yesterday had made his father-in-law dislike him, and the word 'three hundred thousand' turned into 'three hundred'.

"You think clothes that cost 300 yuan are disposable? This T-shirt I'm wearing only costs 160 yuan, and I've worn it for two summers." Huo Mingcai felt that apart from his face, his son-in-law was not to his liking in any way, and he was slightly disgusted. "My youngest son is so well-behaved, how did he end up with such a spendthrift..." Yan Changye looked at Huo Mingcai with a deep look: "Dad, I suspect that the reason you are dissatisfied with me in every way is because you are envious and jealous of my financial freedom."

Huo Mingcai: "...I have enough for my living expenses of three hundred yuan, why would I envy you?"

Yan Changye: "Heh."

As an elder, Huo Mingcai didn't want to clash too much with his son-in-law whom he had just met. After a moment of feeling upset, he simply changed the subject: "What are your plans for the next few days?"

Yan Changye said "Oh": "There's nothing planned. The original plan was for my older cousin to show us around Chongqing."

"Zhang Ji is a very busy man, don't bother him. Let Yun Gui show you around. That kid isn't ambitious at work, but he's good at eating, drinking and having fun."

Huo Mingcai then remembered something else:
"By the way, make sure you have time next Wednesday evening. Dad will take you out to broaden your horizons."

Next Wednesday night?
Yan Changye remembered that several local wealthy families in Chongqing had hosted some kind of business dinner for him.
However, a mere dinner party is not as important as my father-in-law.

He nodded slightly: "Okay."

After saying that, he went to get a bowl of hot and sour noodles.

Huo Mingcai gently tapped his hand with his chopsticks: "This is Manman, don't move."

After saying that, she turned around and brought him a bowl of noodles with soybean paste and a plate of beef buns:
“Last night when I saw you eating those spicy dishes, I wanted to say something to you. You’ve lived in Beijing for twenty or thirty years, how can your stomach handle eating so much spice all at once? This is a recipe for Beijing-style fried noodles and beef buns that I learned to make overnight. You can eat this.”

Yan Changye stared at the noodles with soybean paste for a long time.

He has no particular obsession with food and has tried classic dishes from various cuisines over the years, but this unprofessional bowl of Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste) seems especially tempting.

After gracefully finishing their breakfast, Jiang Manman and Huo Yungui also got up.

When the topic of going out came up, Jiang Manman wasn't very interested: "I don't want to go anywhere today, I just want to stay home with my parents."

Huo Yungui glanced at today's weather index: "Damn, the high temperature is almost 40 degrees. Girls are too delicate to go out. Besides, Chongqing is not like the capital. There are hills and slopes everywhere. We can't handle it, absolutely not."

After saying that, he put his arm around Yan Changye's shoulder and said, "Brother-in-law, you're a man, you're not that delicate. Shall I take you out for a walk?"

With my parents-in-law at home, it's not convenient to be affectionate with my wife, and it doesn't seem quite right to stare at my father-in-law.

Yan Changye nodded decisively: "Yes, of course I'll go."

Huo Mingcai's gaze swept over Yan Changye and Huo Yungui: "You two are both unreliable, so be a little more discreet when you're having fun."

Huo Yungui didn't seem to have listened to him: "Don't save us food for lunch or dinner. I'll take my brother-in-law to have a good meal of Chongqing specialties."

The two walked out arm in arm.

Huo Mingcai then focused on serving his daughter: "Little one, hot and sour noodles with soy milk won't be so spicy. Dad will also cook you a bowl of bird's nest soup, you can have it as a snack later. Our son-in-law seems to like wandering around outside quite a bit, is he like that even in the capital?"

Jiang Manman followed Huo Mingcai's topic and nodded, "He has a lot of social engagements, but among his friends, he is the most family-oriented. He spends most of his time with me except when he is socializing."

"We still need to keep a closer eye on him." Huo Mingcai paused for a moment. "This son-in-law doesn't seem very easy to manage."

Jiang Manman kept her head down and ate her noodles, pretending not to hear.

It would be strange if the unruly young master of Beijing's elite circles were easy to manage...

Just then, the doorbell rang, and several men in uniforms delivered several large boxes of some unknown items to the door.
"This is something Mr. Yan specially ordered for Mr. Huo Mingcai. Which one of you is Mr. Huo? Please sign for it."

(End of this chapter)