Mrs. Yin was dragged towards the door by Li Qingqing, but she kept stretching her hand towards Yin Qingning, with tears in her eyes.

Yan Qingning didn''t turn his head and didn''t want to see such a scene. The word mother has disappeared from our world for many years.

Only when you think about your mother silently in your heart will you meditate in your heart. But basically I can''t say it from my mouth.

Mrs. Yan was indeed looking at the poor, and the voice of her daughter was also moving. But... I still remember what she did before and who she was going to shout.

"Shout small, go downstairs." After Li Qingqing''s mother and daughter left with the check, President Yin ordered the housekeeper to call Liu Xiaola downstairs.

Yan Qingning sat back on the sofa again. Si Han''s big hand directly held her small hand and rubbed her fingertips, like a silent comfort.

After a while, Liu Xiaola went downstairs. She looked good. It should be that President Yin took good care of her. As for the stomach... It may be because of the month, so I can''t see anything yet.

"Here you are." Liu Xiaola''s eyes flickered when she saw Yin Qingning and Si Han. It''s like running away from something.

Yin Qingning wrinkled her pretty eyebrows slightly. But she didn''t say anything. After all, it was her father''s arrangement to go home this time. Even if you look at your father, it''s not good to embarrass them directly.

"I''m going to get my license with Xiaola." After Liu Xiaola took his seat, President Yin said to his daughter and son-in-law, "I asked you to go home to tell you about it."

"Well, we know." Yan Qingning responded faintly, then pulled up the corners of her mouth and showed a slightly reluctant smile. "We have no opinion."

"I know you don''t." How could president Yin not know what his daughter was thinking. "But I think it''s better to formally inform the family about this kind of thing."

"Too formal." Liu Xiaola lowered his voice and said at a volume that only two people could hear: "in fact, I don''t recommend such a formal."

"How can it be informal?" Yin always had his own ideas. "If we don''t formally introduce it, how will you get along with Qingning in the future?"

"I''m fine." In order not to embarrass Liu Xiaola, Yin Qingning took the initiative to say, "in fact, I had a good relationship with the one around you, so it shouldn''t be very difficult to get along."

"What to call..." President Yan just started this topic, and immediately the other people present had subtle expressions.

"Just call my name." Liu Xiaola is more or less nervous. "If I have to shout something else in the future, I may not adapt."

"But if you shout your name directly, it will be a little regardless of rank and inferiority." President Yin was really overbearing to protect his wife. "I think we should discuss a good title so that we can communicate with each other."

"How about the little aunt." Yin Qingning felt that this title could be accepted a little, and it wouldn''t be too embarrassing. "In that case, it''s just right."

"Little aunt..." Si Han showed a thought-provoking expression. Then he said, "I listen to you."

"I also... Think so." Liu Xiaola was so nervous that she clasped her hands silently and had to cooperate with her to smile all the time.

President Yin can also see that the four present are actually very embarrassed, but... "Prepare for dinner, and I''ll tell you the details of the wedding when I eat."

"And the wedding?" Yin Qingning looked at her father silently and asked faintly, "so, Liu Xiaola, has everything been solved on her mother''s side?"

"No formal visit yet." When Yan Zong said such words, his face was not very good. "I kept making an appointment, but I didn''t make an appointment."

"Appointment?" Yin Qingning seemed to hear something terrible and paused a little. "Isn''t your mother a Chinese teacher? You still need to make an appointment to see the teacher? Just wait until she gets off work?"

"It''s like this..." Liu Xiaola can only explain helplessly. "I''ve been to my house several times, but my mother is closed."

"It''s normal to disappear." Si Han suddenly said, "if our daughter wants to marry someone older than herself in the future, we won''t agree."

"What the son-in-law said, you don''t have to kneel on the washboard when you go back?" Yan always looked at him quietly. "So can''t chat, how does my daughter like you?"

"I just don''t chat occasionally." Si Han nodded politely, but deliberately. "After all, I only care about what my wife thinks. As for others, I don''t care very much."

"Others include your father-in-law, don''t they?"

"Father-in-law is important, but there is a wife first and then a father-in-law. If it''s not because I''m with my wife, how can I call you father-in-law?"

"You have a talking mouth." President Yin was really angry. "But I don''t like your provocative attitude."

"Dad." Yin Qingning finally spoke after two important men confronted each other several times. "There are many dislikes for each other. Just muddle along."

"Muddle along." Mr. Yin didn''t expect that even his daughter said so. There was a lot of anger before. "So do I have to read the script when I talk to your secretary''s young grandmother in the future?"

"Shall we also talk to President Yin with a script?" Yin Qingning seldom contradicts her father, but this time, she can''t help it. "Is it wrong for us to express our ideas as young people?"

"Sorry, it''s all my fault." Liu Xiaola, the last thing you want to see is that everyone is making trouble here because of their own affairs. "If it weren''t for me..."

"What''s wrong with you?" President Yin held Liu Xiaola''s hand and was completely overbearing to protect his wife. "It''s not you, it''s me. If I had been unconscious at that time, there wouldn''t have been so many things."

"I have something else to do. Let''s go first." Yin Qingning got up directly, dragged her husband''s hand and walked towards the door.

"What do you mean?" President Yin grabbed a teacup and threw it directly to the ground, which could be regarded as throwing his anger out. "You said you wouldn''t stop me. What''s going on now?"

"What do you mean?" The moment Yin Qingning turned her head, her eyes were slightly red, but she tried to keep her tears from falling. "What do you mean you were in a coma all the time? Do you know what I was facing when you were in a coma?"

Si Han held his wife in his arms and looked at Yan Zong with unfriendly eyes.

"Maybe it''s really my father''s dereliction of duty!" Yan Zong''s voice also increased involuntarily. "But what''s wrong? Why don''t you give steps like this?"