"Are you nervous?" Zhang Yantong asked with a smile.
"Oh come on, isn't it natural? Meeting the father-in-law for the first time..." Ye Chen hadn't finished speaking when Zhang Yantong immediately swung her hand and patted Ye Chen's shoulder, slightly annoyed, "You deserve a smack for your nonsense!"
"Haha, I'm just being honest!" Ye Chen laughed heartily.
Soon, the elevator arrived at the twenty-third floor. Zhang Yantong's suite was the largest on this level, at 160 square meters with a layout of five rooms, two living rooms, and two bathrooms. Zhang Yantong opened the door, and the interior was quite new. The floor was beige, complementing the curtains in the hall, merging into one. Just as Ye Chen entered and curiously looked around, a middle-aged man, holding a newspaper and wearing glasses, walked out, smiling, "Tongtong, you're back?"
