Perhaps only Ming Zhiyuan, the father-in-law, could boss around the head of the Gong Family without showing a hint of timidity, calling him 'lad' with every other breath.
Well, speaking of which, once he shed the understated luxury of his white shirt and black pants, the reserved black formal attire, and changed into the white graffiti T-shirt and light blue jeans she had found in Ming Ci's closet, with a pair of white sneakers...
He really did look like a stunningly beautiful young man.
Ming Ge poked his waist, "My dad is pretty good at playing chess. He's undefeated across our villa district. Can you play?"
—Hm, in Ming Ge's mind, chess, the kind of entertainment that consumes time and brainpower, is something only for professional players and lonely elderly men in parks.
She assumed her dear husband probably...
Couldn't, right?
Gong Yeyan caught her playfully, saying in a low voice, "What, don't you believe in your man?"
