Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

The point of force suddenly disappeared, and Bai Li and Li Mengmeng, who were sitting on the edge of the bed, both lost their balance and fell forward.

Bai Li reacted quickly, reaching out to grab Li Mengmeng's waist in a flash.

He used his toes to brace himself on the floor, and with a quick turn, he caught the petite body in his arms, preventing them from falling flat on their faces.

The two stopped and turned around.

Li Fugui, with his few sparse strands of Mediterranean hair, stood in the center of the bed frame, looking disheveled, his eyes almost bloodshot from staring.

The scene was simply indescribable.

Fortunately, although Bai Li had taken off her trench coat, she was still wearing her turtleneck sweater and trousers perfectly.

Li Mengmeng wrapped herself up in that large bath towel like a white rice dumpling, not revealing a single bit of her skin.

If he were caught naked on the spot, his father-in-law would definitely take a kitchen knife and fight to the death.

"Whose blond hair is this?! What are you going to do to my daughter?!"

Li Fugui's eyes were bloodshot, and he pointed a trembling finger at Bai Li's nose and fired:

"What do you mean I eat all your food but you won't eat mine?! What's with all this stickiness?!"

"In broad daylight, under the clear sky, what shameful and filthy thing are you going to do to my precious daughter?"

"If you can't give me a satisfactory explanation today, you can just wait to die!"

Spit flew everywhere.

Li Fugui turned his head and glared fiercely at Li Mengmeng, who was still huddled in Bai Li's arms, roaring with exasperation:

"Mengmeng! You come here right now!! How have I been teaching you?! Girls should have self-respect! How could you bring random men home behind my back?!"

He raised his hand high, but it remained suspended in mid-air and wouldn't come down.

This precious daughter was pampered and spoiled by him since she was a child. He really couldn't bear to hit her, and he couldn't bring himself to scold her. He forced himself to turn his old face into a liver color.

The vodka's potency vanished instantly with that shout.

Li Mengmeng jolted awake, poking half her fluffy head out from Bai Li's arms, her big eyes wide open:

"Dad? What...what are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be in the neighboring city on business?"

Li Fugui snorted irritably and pointed to the styrofoam cooler sitting next to the desk not far away:

"I just finished a deal worth hundreds of thousands, and I rushed to the seafood market to pick out your favorite hairy crabs full of roe!"

"I wanted to surprise you! But what did you do? You gave me a huge shock instead!"

Several black lines appeared on Bai Li's forehead. He quickly withdrew his hand from Li Mengmeng's waist, took half a step forward to block her, and honestly began to explain:

"Uncle, you've misunderstood. It's not what you think."

He pointed to Li Mengmeng's right foot, which had just been treated:

"Mengmeng slipped and fell while taking a bath, and her heel is bleeding. I accidentally knocked over the cherry blossom shower gel, and it spilled all over the back of her foot. It's sticky and not clean yet, so I'm rinsing and drying her foot now."

"As for what you heard about 'eat your food,' that's a folk remedy. Saliva contains active enzymes that can reduce inflammation and relieve pain... We really didn't do anything outrageous."

Hearing these words, Li Fugui looked Bai Li up and down suspiciously.

Although Li Fugui, this middle-aged man, has a severely receding hairline and a beer belly, his facial features are exceptionally well-formed.

It's easy to see that he must have been a handsome man who could charm countless girls when he was young. Li Mengmeng's delicate baby face is probably inherited from his good genes.

Old Li carefully examined his daughter's clothing.

The bath towel was wrapped tightly around her, and apart from a slight flush from drinking, she didn't look disheveled or in a sorry state.

The anger subsided considerably, but the resentment of the old father having his home stolen was impossible to suppress.

So what if he's handsome?

So what if you have an extraordinary demeanor?

Anyone who tries to steal my precious daughter is an unforgivable scoundrel!

"Speak!" Li Fugui gritted his teeth, glaring at Bai Li. "Mengmeng, who is this man?!"

Bai Li naturally couldn't let a young girl take the blame; a man must be responsible.

He stood tall and straight, spoke in a steady tone, and his humility towards his elders was just right.

"Uncle, my name is Bai Li. Mengmeng and I were classmates in junior high and high school. Now I run my own investment business."

Bai Li's words were eloquent and respectable, but his mind was racing with complaints:

Investing in those young, vibrant girls and cute girls, spending a little money for a return—how can that not be considered a legitimate investment? Absolutely no problem!

Upon hearing the name "Bai Li," Li Fugui frowned and frantically searched his memory.

Back in junior high and high school, Mengmeng would chatter away every day when she got home, and she always mentioned this name. I think there was also a girl named Xia Qing.

The close relationship with his old classmate put a great weight off Old Li's mind.

However, having been in the business world for many years, he still needs to be disciplined.

"Old classmate, right?" Li Fugui put his hands on his hips and threw out the final, soul-searching question:

"Since you've known each other since junior and senior high school, I won't bring up your puppy love days. Why didn't you two get together in college? Why did you have to wait until now?"

"Are you after my Li family's money? Let me tell you, all of Li Fugui's assets are left to my precious daughter. No outsider is allowed to touch a single bit!"

No sooner had these words been spoken than Li Mengmeng, who was hiding in the back, couldn't hold back any longer.

"Dad! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Li Mengmeng jumped out from behind Bai Li, hands on her hips, activating her "husband-protecting mode":

"Brother Bai Li was always so good to me at school, he always saved the best food for me! And he doesn't need our family's money at all!"

"First of all, Brother Bai Li is currently living in Villa Number One next door!"

"Secondly, when our family was poor, Brother Bai Li always indulged and spoiled me!"

"If you continue to target him like this and don't agree to us being together, I'll never speak to you again!!!"

The machine-gun-like barrage of words was finished.

Li Fugui felt as if he had been struck by ten thousand blows to the chest, as if he had been struck by lightning.

He clutched his chest, which felt tight, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Waaaaah, what a terrible thing!

My precious daughter, who used to be so obedient and adorable, always following me around calling "Daddy, hug me!", has been kidnapped by that blond guy.

Not only did he side with outsiders, but he also said such hurtful things to his old father because of this blond-haired guy.

Old Li felt terrible, but then he thought about it again and realized that a daughter is meant to stay at home forever, and this girl would get married sooner or later.

If I were to hire a scoundrel who talks nonsense, I'd rather have this guy in front of me whom I know well.

and many more.

Li Fugui suddenly grasped the blind spot in that passage.

Genting Tiangong-1?!

He widened his eyes and re-examined Bai Li standing in front of him.

Is this young man really that awesome?!

You should know that Li Fugui was able to live in the Cloud Palace because he went through countless connections and bought a second-hand house from someone else at a higher price.

As for that No. 1 building, it's a top-tier luxury residence that even the county magistrate would be dazzled by!

Buying Villa No. 1 requires not only a massive amount of money, but also extremely stringent official background checks on the homeowner's social status and character.

The first requirement for application is that the applicant's family history must be clean for three generations and that the applicant themselves have no bad records or conduct issues.

To be able to live in Villa No. 1, this young man is definitely no ordinary person.

Since his character is good enough to pass that level of background check, it's not so hard to accept handing my daughter over to him.

Thinking of this, Li Fugui's tense old face finally softened, and he even managed to force a smile.

"So you're the neighbor from number one. Truly, a young hero emerges." Li Fugui coughed twice, dusted off his clothes, and adopted the air of an elder:

"I was cramped under the bed for ages, I felt really suffocated. Don't just stand there in the room, come sit in the living room."

He walked downstairs with his hands behind his back and a pigeon-toed gait.

Bai Li and Li Mengmeng exchanged a glance and both breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Mengmeng quickly changed into comfortable home clothes, and the two followed her downstairs.

In the living room on the first floor.

Li Fugui sat imposingly on the leather sofa.

After all that commotion and the battle of wits with his daughter, he was parched.

A quick glance revealed a glass of clear liquid sitting on the marble coffee table.

Judging from its clear appearance, it's probably just plain boiled water.

Old Li was so thirsty that his throat was parched, so he picked up a glass and gulped it down.

Li Mengmeng, who was following behind, had just finished climbing the last step when she looked up and saw this scene. Her baby face turned deathly pale.

That was a whole glass of 96% pure vodka that she had specially poured for us during dinner, without any fruit juice added!

She poured it but didn't drink it; she just put it on the coffee table!

"Wait a minute!" Li Mengmeng and Bai Li shouted in unison.

late.

Li Fugui's Adam's apple bobbed, and the large glass of life-giving water poured down his esophagus.

The pause lasted only half a second.

Old Li's middle-aged face visibly turned a deep purple, his eyes bulged out, and he gripped his own neck with both hands.

The 96% alcohol was like a fiery dragon, burning from the stomach all the way to the top of the head, even the burps smelled like flammable liquor.

"Cough cough cough cough—! This...this is alcohol?!"

Li Fugui coughed so hard that tears streamed down his face. Pointing at the empty glass, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

He was curled up on the sofa, his head buzzing, and the world spinning around him.

The alcohol hit him very quickly; he didn't even have the strength to stand up and get some water, and he slid limply down the sofa back.