Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

(This chapter has been blocked, this is the revised version)

In this restaurant, the waiters are well-trained. They not only understand the habits of various Pokémon, but can also provide professional dining suggestions.

The restaurant's decoration is full of Pokémon elements, with Pokémon portraits hanging on the walls and Pokémon-shaped lanterns hanging from the ceiling, creating a warm and magical atmosphere.

People were laughing or chatting in low voices, and the air was filled with the aroma of delicious food and a lively atmosphere.

Ruan Tianli stood quietly in front of the restaurant, his sharp eyes like a hawk scanning the bustling crowd, as if looking for something precious.

Every figure that passed by became the object of his scrutiny, but he never found the person he was looking forward to in his heart - his beloved daughter, Ruan Yaoyao.

"Sir, do you have an appointment... an appointment... an appointment——"

At this moment, a waitress in a neat uniform and with a pretty face came over. The corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a standard and professional smile, and she was about to ask something.

However, the moment her eyes met Ruan Tianli's, her voice stopped abruptly, replaced by a face full of astonishment and disbelief, so much so that she began to stutter.

Seeing this, Ruan Tianli couldn't help but frown slightly. His eyes were full of seriousness and earnestness, and he said slowly:

"No, I already have a family."

Waitress: "..."

This short sentence was like a sharp sword that cut off the words the waitress was about to say.

She stood there in a daze, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

At the same time, other guests in the restaurant also noticed the situation here.

They pointed their fingers at Ruan Tianli and whispered to each other, "Is that the legendary King Ruan?"

The words are full of admiration and respect for this superstar.

What's more, some of them could no longer contain their excitement and seemed to want to step forward and ask for Ruan Tianli's autograph.

It was not until this moment that Ruan Tianli woke up from his dream and realized what kind of uproar it would cause if he appeared in the public eye so unconcealedly as one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

"Boss, this is bad... No, this is too good!"

The restaurant manager kicked open the office door and rushed in without saying a word.

However, the moment the manager gently pushed open the office door, the scene before him was like a thunderclap, which made him instantly stunned, as if he was cast under a mysterious spell and could not move at all.

I saw a tall woman lying quietly on the desk. She was wearing a neat professional suit, and the straight top outlined her exquisite figure.

Her pair of slender legs wrapped in shiny black stockings exude an irresistible charm.

At this moment, her clothes were half-undressed, revealing a large area of ​​her skin as white as mutton-fat jade to the air. The slightly reddish color was as delicate and tempting as a ripe apple.

Her silky hair was scattered messily on her face and shoulders, adding a touch of charm and laziness.

She bit her red lips tightly, her look full of endless temptation, as if she was a charming enchantress.

The blood-pumping breathing sounds coming from her mouth seemed particularly clear in this silent space, and every sound seemed to stir up people's deepest desires.

The restaurant manager's eyes lingered on the woman for a moment and he quickly recognized her.

This woman was the secretary of the restaurant owner. She usually appeared smart and capable. Who would have thought that she would look like this at this moment.

Standing in front of the desk was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties.

The man was not tall, not good-looking, and even looked a little mean.

But the manager recognized at a glance that this person was the owner of the restaurant.

At this time, the restaurant owner was pressing on the secretary, his clothes were in a mess, his tie was hanging crookedly on his neck, and several buttons of his shirt were undone.

The former had a look of comfort on his face, and his slightly narrowed eyes and upturned mouth corners all revealed his satisfaction at the moment.

The latter was panting, her slightly trembling body and blurred eyes, obviously experiencing an indescribable passion.

"What the hell?!"

The moment the restaurant owner saw the manager, he panicked and cursed.

The secretary reacted instantly. She quickly covered her face and exposed body. Her flustered movements and her face full of shame and panic made people see at a glance how panicked she was at the moment.

The manager woke up as if from a dream by the scolding and hurried out of the office, his heart still beating violently because of the shocking scene just now.

The scene just now kept appearing in his mind. That erotic yet embarrassing scene seemed to be engraved in his mind and could not be erased.

After a while, the restaurant owner's unpleasant voice was heard again from the closed office.

"come in."

The manager stood outside the door. Still frightened, he took a deep breath and tried hard to calm the waves surging in his heart.

He kept telling himself to stay calm, but the unbearable scene in his mind could not be shaken off. After a long while, he slowly opened the office door again.

As soon as the door opened, I saw the restaurant owner who had already straightened his clothes.

At this moment, the boss was sitting behind his desk, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes, as if he might explode at any time.

The secretary stood quietly by, with his head lowered, his face flushed like a ripe apple.

Her hands were wrung tightly together and her body was trembling slightly, as if she had not yet recovered from the panic.

The manager's gaze involuntarily drifted to the secretary, only to see that her face was still flushed, and her delicate appearance made people imagine a lot.

Her legs were trembling slightly and she looked a little unsteady, as if she had experienced a severe storm.

The manager stood there, secretly slandering in his heart.

“Although the boss looks weak and frail, I didn’t expect him to be surprisingly strong in that aspect.

Otherwise, the secretary wouldn't be tossed around like this."