Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 630 Handsome is Relative

"Never mind, forget I asked."

Ziqiao waved his hand, skipping over the topic.

If Wan Yu's parents weren't around, perhaps he could have helped Zhan Bo develop some new ideas and made Zhan Bo realize sooner that he was a man, a man who had to get to base.

But now, I don't want to end up drowning in the Huangpu River because of something I said wrong.

At this point, Wanyu finally explained to her mother that she and Zhanbo were really just playing a game of building blocks last night, and that they didn't need to take any protective measures at all.

Upon hearing this, Lin's mother breathed a long sigh of relief. Even the most respectful mother would not be happy that her daughter had almost become a grandmother after only two days of dating someone.

When Wanyu saw that her mother finally believed her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

More than a year has passed, and my mother really hasn't changed at all; she still doesn't play by the rules.

Despite not having changed her clothes or washed her hair, Wan Yu took Lin's mother's arm and pointed to Nan Feng on the far left, introducing them: "Mom, they are all my friends, this is..."

"Oh my, this must be Zhanbo. He's so handsome and talented!"

Lin's mother walked excitedly to Nanfeng, whom Wanyu was pointing to, and said with a beaming smile, "Good, very good, he is really handsome."

"Your dad said on the plane that your boyfriend looks dull and stupid, and told me to be prepared and not to judge a book by its cover."

"I think it's just that your dad is jealous of other people's youth and good looks."

Lin's mother gave a thumbs up and praised, "This young man doesn't look dull at all; he's so handsome!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the apartment lowered their heads, staring awkwardly at their toes.

Lin's father sighed helplessly.

I had already told her to let her see what Wanyu's boyfriend looked like first, but she insisted that it would ruin her expectations.

Now look what's happened, another embarrassing situation.

As Nanfeng listened to Lin's mother praising "Zhanbo," he felt so embarrassed that he almost dug his toes out of a three-bedroom apartment.

"mom!"

Wanyu anxiously explained, "You've mistaken him for someone else. He's Nanfeng, my roommate in the suite next door."

"what?"

Lin's mother was stunned for a moment. She silently stepped back and whispered to Wanyu to confirm, "Goodness, is this really not Zhanbo?"

"No, it's not!"

"Then why did you introduce him first?"

"Aren't introducers usually done from left to right?"

"You're so stupid!"

Lin's mother flicked Wanyu's forehead: "In this situation, you should definitely introduce your boyfriend first. Look at the trouble you've caused, making your mother mistake you for someone else."

Wan Yu covered her forehead, pouting and muttering in dissatisfaction, "Who told you to rush in without even listening to the whole thing?"

"He really is very handsome, I'm a little excited."

Lin's mother asked, "So which one is the real Zhanbo?"

Wan Yu pointed, and everyone tacitly pushed Zhan Bo forward.

Zhanbo stood with his legs tightly pressed together and his hands pressed firmly against his trouser legs, looking as straight and stiff as if he were in military training.

He squinted and nervously greeted Lin's mother, saying, "Hello, Auntie."

"Forehead……"

Lin's mother paused for a moment. Not to mention others, even Zhanbo could see that she was experiencing a great sense of loss.

Although Zhanbo is handsome by any standard, handsomeness is relative.

Judging solely from Lin's mother's aesthetic standards, even without comparing Zhanbo and Nanfeng's exceptionally good looks, she still prefers Guan Gu and Zi Qiao's appearances.

There were only four men in this suite, so the difference became apparent when you compared them.

Not to mention that Zhanbo's eyebrows were drooping down in nervousness, and his whole face looked like a big "囧" (a Chinese character meaning awkward or embarrassed).

As someone who prioritizes appearance, Lin's mother obviously couldn't understand her daughter's aesthetic sense, and could only silently choose to respect it.

Lin's mother forced a smile: "This young man is quite good, quite good..."

Zhanbo could also sense that Wanyu's mother didn't seem to like him very much, so he lowered his head in frustration.

Just then, Zhanbo's savior appeared.

Zeng Xiaoxian, who had just woken up, squinted and walked out of his bedroom in a daze.

Coincidentally, his bedroom was very close to where Wanyu and her mother were standing.

"Ah~~~"

Xiaoxian stretched gracefully with her eyes closed, and let out a very... soft, gentle, and melodious moan, oblivious to everyone else.

The people in the apartment looked at each other, wishing they could knock this guy unconscious on the spot and throw him into the Huangpu River.

It's one thing to lose face in front of them normally, but now we're losing face in front of Fortune 500 companies.

"Awesome~~~!"

Xiaoxian, oblivious to everything, rubbed his messy, bird's nest-like hair and groggily opened his sleepy eyes: "I'm awake. There's still leftover breakfast at home..."

"Holy crap!"

Zeng Xiaoxian opened his eyes and suddenly found a strange woman standing less than three steps away from him, staring at him with astonishment in her eyes.

Startled, Zeng Xiaoxian staggered backward, asking慌张地, "Who is this lady?"

"Big sister?"

Upon hearing this, Lin's mother's lips twitched slightly, clearly indicating that she was not used to being addressed as "elder sister."

But given her age, it seems like she's the one who benefits from being called "big sister," right?

Looking at Zeng Xiaoxian, whose eyes were full of sleep, Wan Yu was truly dumbfounded.

"Teacher Zeng, this is my mother."

Although Wanyu wished she could kick the embarrassing Zeng Xiaoxian back to his bedroom right now, she could only grit her teeth and continue introducing him: "Mom, this is Teacher Zeng Xiaoxian, a... promising host."

"Your mom?"

Xiaoxian paused for a moment upon hearing this, then subconsciously narrowed his eyes and greeted Lisa in a flattering tone, "Hello, Auntie~".

Not only did Lin's mother fall silent, but Lin's father, who had been sitting on the sofa with a smile on his face watching his wife and daughter, also fell silent.

This apartment... really is full of talented people.

"Hello, Xiaolian."

Lin's mother took a deep breath and turned to Wanyu to confirm, "Is this Xiaolian also your roommate?"

"Xiao Lian?"

Zeng Xiaoxian's expression changed. He didn't understand why another parent was calling him Xiaolian.

Could this be the same as Yifei's matchmaker law and Youyou's inevitable death law, or some kind of absurd metaphysical law?

Although Wan Yu was reluctant to admit it, she could only nod with a wry smile and say, "Yes, Teacher Zeng was broadcasting a midnight radio program last night, so he went to bed a little late."

"oh."

Lin's mother nodded thoughtfully: "I heard that your suite is shared by four people, so who is the last one...?"

Wanyu quickly pointed to Yifei: "This is Yifei, Zhanbo's older sister, and she is a university counselor."

"Hello, Auntie."

"Hello there."

Lin's mother nodded to Yifei, then her complicated gaze kept shifting back and forth between Zhanbo and Xiaoxian.

After a while, her gaze toward Zhanbo became increasingly ardent and appreciative.

"Zhanbo, Auntie thinks you're a great person." Lin's mother nodded emphatically and said with a sincere smile, "Really, really, really great."

Indeed, handsomeness is always revealed through comparison.

If someone thinks you're not handsome enough, it's probably because she hasn't found a good point of reference yet.

Take Zeng Xiaoxian, for example, who slept soundly and didn't even have time to get ready when he woke up.

After this comparison, Lin's mother immediately understood her daughter's choice.

[Who says this exhibition is bad? This exhibition is fantastic!]

Zhanbo watched as Wanyu's mother's affection for him suddenly increased. He was stunned, feeling a little dizzy from the overwhelming sense of happiness.

I clearly didn't do anything, so how did the situation turn around?

For the first time, Zhanbo deeply felt the importance of a wingman. Ziqiao was right; a perfect wingman can change the course of a battle!

In his inner world, Zhanbo had Nanfeng and Zeng Xiaoxian standing on his left and right respectively.

He tilted his head back and forth, looking around for a long time.

[Then Zhanbo suddenly kicked Nanfeng, sending him flying more than ten meters away. He turned around and hugged Zeng Xiaoxian tightly.]

Teacher Zeng, I love you! You are my perfect wingman!

……

……

"Mika."

Having witnessed the whole thing, Youyou nudged Meijia and muttered softly, "Why do I feel like she's more like your mother than Wanyu's?"

Guan Gu, standing to the side, nodded in deep agreement. He could tell that Wan Yu's mother was definitely a looks-obsessed person.

"More like my mom?"

Meijia recalled her unreliable and infatuated mother and pouted, saying, "If it were my mom, she probably would have just reached out and touched Nanfeng's face."

Youyou immediately felt a deep respect for Meijia's mother, whom she had never met before: "...Your mother is definitely stronger."

Just as Zhanbo was still immersed in great joy, Yifei quietly nudged her silly younger brother from behind.

She whispered a reminder: "Don't just focus on your future mother-in-law, your future father-in-law is still sitting on the sofa."

"Don't just stand there, call for help!"

"oh."

Zhanbo quickly snapped out of his daze and hurriedly turned around to bow deeply to Lin's father.

Zhanbo swore that he was thinking "Hello, Uncle" in his heart, but when he was about to say it, he suddenly remembered his older sister's words.

Then... he misspoke.

"Hello, father-in-law."

Upon hearing this, Lin's father's eyes widened, and for the first time, a faint bluish-green tinge appeared on his usually gentle face.

No, this, this, this...

Does this guy think he's got my girl figured out?

Is he really that brazen?!

With a snap, Yifei slapped her forehead in frustration.

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)