Zhao Dingli came in, placed all the items on the floor for now, and then said, "Last time I came as Xiao Yun's friend, so it didn't count. This time, I'm here for the first time as Xiao Yun's boyfriend, so I need to be more formal."
Mrs. Li looked at the pile of stuff and felt a lot of pressure.
"Do you bring this much every time you come? That's not okay," Mrs. Li quickly said.
"When I start coming more often, I'll just bring a few items each time and not so much," Zhao Dingli promised.
It's impossible for him to come empty-handed.
But at least he compromised, so Mrs. Li reluctantly agreed.
"Come in and sit," Mrs. Li invited Zhao Dingli to sit down, and Mr. Li happened to sit directly across from Zhao Dingli.
This time felt completely different from the last.
This time, Mr. Li looked at Zhao Dingli with the mindset of seeing a future son-in-law, which felt quite strange.
