"Alright then, if you insist on meeting my parents, I have no choice. If you want, I can take you to meet them right now."
Hearing Chen Feng say this, Guo Mengyao's face finally brightened: "Who visits at night? Let's do it tomorrow morning. I'll drive over in the morning. Just send me the location then."
"Okay. Come over tomorrow. It's getting late, and don't you need to go home and see your daughter? Let's go."
Chen Feng stood up again, and this time she stood up with him.
It was about nine in the evening when he got home.
The small shop at home was still open, with a group of old ladies playing mahjong and watching others play. Zhao Xiaolan and Wu Mengting were among them. Zhao Xiaolan was playing, and Wu Mengting stood behind her, watching and advising.
Wu Mengting went to great lengths to please Zhao Xiaolan, this "future mother-in-law."
