Young Master Li's Flash Marriage Wife

This level of attentiveness and painstaking care.

Should we say that he takes too much care of the people around him, or should we say that he works too hard?

"Zhi Huan has been like this since he was a child. He remembers his family's preferences clearly."

Mother Zhao across from me suddenly said with an intoxicated look on her face.

She looked at Xinran, her eyes smiling like a pair of crescent moons.

"Even though he is tall and thick, he is the most patient player in our family."

"I'm ashamed to say that we, as a couple, have been busy with work."

At this time, Zhao’s father also had something to say.

He looked at his beloved wife and opened his eyes for once.

They were so affectionate that they thought they were having a sweet date here.

"I need to travel around. My wife also flew around the world in the early years."

"There is also a younger son at home, and the boss is taking care of him."

"When we go home, it's almost like a vacation."

Mentioning this, Zhao's mother looked at her husband distressedly.

"My dear, thank you for your hard work."

"Why is it so hard? Model work is also very tiring. You often fly across the ocean to see me."

Father Zhao recalled the past, and the topic suddenly changed.

Xinran was dumbfounded, shouldn't they feel sorry for Zhao Zhihuan, who supported the family?

"You two keep it together and wait until we leave to whisper."

After placing the order, Zhao Zhihuan's forehead was throbbing with veins.

He looked at Xinran, feeling helpless.

"Sorry, my parents tend to be aloof sometimes."

Xinran laughed dryly and suddenly understood.

Zhao Zhihuan's early independence was actually a kind of resistance to oppression.

Mother Zhao glanced at her eldest son, then looked at Xinran.

The smile on his face did not diminish, and he came back on the spot.

"So we, Huan, are very family-oriented."

"Miss Xin, are you a local?"

Zhao's mother made the connection seamlessly and began to ask for personal information intentionally or unintentionally.

Xinran didn't think it was anything and nodded.

Father Zhao nodded slightly and said suddenly.

"The surname Xin is rare. Do you know Xin Youxiang?"

"Ah, it's my uncle."

Xinran's eyes lit up slightly, she didn't expect to hear the names of her relatives from Father Zhao.

Father Zhao understood and looked at her with a smile.

"Then you must be Mr. Xin Youlong's daughter."

"Uncle, do you know my dad?"

Xinran found it even more strange because she had never heard of a friend named Zhao from her father.

"Of course you have heard about it in the circle, but I don't know your father very well."

"But I do keep in touch with your uncle."

At this point, Zhao's father paused and said with some regret.

"But because I don't have much time, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Does he still have the habit of fishing?"

"It's more than just a habit."

Xinran was dumbfounded. Her uncle was a deviant.

At this age, I am not married, and I focus entirely on fishing in the wild.

Of the whole family, she was probably the only one who could still speak to him.

"According to my grandma, home is a hotel and the outdoors is my uncle's real home."

"He is still so free-spirited."

Father Zhao smiled and shook his head, feeling quite nostalgic.

Mother Zhao turned her head, as if she suddenly remembered something.

He got excited and said immediately.

"Is he the friend who stayed in the reservoir for three days and three nights because of a grudge against you?"

"Yes, it's him."

Father Zhao nodded and looked at Xinran with eyes that seemed to be coated with a filter from his friends.

"What a coincidence!"

Mother Zhao obviously liked Uncle Xinran's character and looked at the real owner with a smile.

"No wonder I thought you were very nice at first sight. Your family's genes are very interesting."

"LOL, really?"

Xinran smiled even more embarrassedly, wondering what her father would think after hearing this.

This place advocates freedom and unrestrainedness, and her family is very traditional.

"Then we are considered related, so I will call you Xiaoran?"

Mother Zhao is a person who can liven up the atmosphere and can close the relationship with just a few words.

Xinran was a little embarrassed, but the other party was an elder.

He pursed his lips, nodded and said.

"Call me whatever is convenient for you."

"Oh, we, Xiao Ran, have grown up eating cute things."

Mother Zhao held her chin up and looked at her. The more she looked at her, the more she liked her.

He is straight-talking and straight-talking.

"I have two sons. I dream of having a girl."

"Mom, now is not the time for you to recognize your daughter."

Zhao Zhihuan had a headache and rubbed his eyebrows.

There is always a need for audible reminders to keep the topic from going off track.

Mother Zhao grinned and deliberately ignored her son.

"Xiaoran, I heard that you are a doctor?"

"Ah."

Xinran sat upright like a good child being questioned by the teacher.

She thought these were what Zhao Zhihuan said, and she didn't know what he said about her.

Mother Zhao looked in disbelief and tugged at Father Zhao.

"Husband, our Xiaoran is an angel in white!"

"I'm usually very tired from work. We should have said hello to you in advance."

Father Zhao obviously understands the world and does not forget to reflect on himself even when he is happy.

Xinran was even more at a loss as the parents' direct attack caught her off guard.

"Actually...it's not bad."

"I work in the color Doppler ultrasound room, which is relatively relaxed."

"Wow, you still operate high-precision instruments."

Mother Zhao seems to have joined a praise group, praising her 360 degrees without any blind spots.

Xinran was a little flattered and could hardly sit still.

Zhao Zhihuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he poured a glass of water first.

"It's just a meal, what kind of household registration check?"

He was a little dissatisfied. It was supposed to be a candlelight dinner for the two of them.

Mother Zhao raised her eyebrows subtly and smiled.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, it was a sudden attack.

"Xiaoran, what do you think of our family Zhihuan?"

"puff!"

Xinran didn't take a sip of water and squirted half of it out.

She panicked immediately, which was very rude behavior.

He was frantically trying to get a tissue from his bag, covering his mouth to hide his embarrassment.

Zhao Zhihuan glared at his mother complainingly and took out his handkerchief.

"Is it wet? Let me check."

He helped tidy up the table and wanted to change the topic.

Although he had selfish motives for meeting this time, he didn't want to put too much pressure on Xinran.

But before he could speak, Mother Zhao, who was watching the interaction between the two, spoke more directly.

"I think you two are very compatible with each other. Let's choose a date to get married, right?"

She said these words as if everything had been settled.

Looking excitedly at Father Zhao next to him, he wanted to discuss the details of the wedding.

"The dragon and phoenix candles I took a fancy to last time, now that I have put in an urgent order, they should be ready for shipment by the end of the month."

"And Mr. Tai needs to be picked up in advance to save the elderly from rushing back and forth."

"How many times do you think we should invite you? There are too many friends and relatives..."

Mother Zhao must bear this sweet trouble right now.

Xinran looked at Zhao's parents in shock, the panic on her face was not concealed.

"No, aunt and uncle, we are still..."

"Don't worry, you young people don't like things that are too complicated, and we know that."

With one word from Mother Zhao, the road was blocked.