A Kiss
Yun Lang looked at Shen Tianhong's message.
He replied again: "Fuck? It wasn't me who sent that. Damn it, Shen Wuxiao borrowed my phone to make a call just now. I never thought that brat would stab me in the back."
"I only scolded him a couple of times, yet he actually screwed me over like this."
"What a fine son you have, holding grudges over every tiny slight."
After replying, he set down his phone and looked at Shen Wuxiao, who was making tea.
Shen Wuxiao was very well-behaved now, silently brewing tea and trying to curry favor with his father-in-law.
After the tea was ready, Shen Wuxiao poured cups for his father-in-law, mother-in-law, and his two precious little wives.
"Father-in-law, um, does that mean Wanwan's matter is behind us now?"
Shen Wuxiao smiled.
Yun Lang kept a straight face and gave a cold snort. "It won't be that easy. I haven't agreed yet. We'll see how you perform, brat."
"My Yun family's two daughters have both been swept away by you. How could I let you off that cheaply?"
As he spoke, he picked up his teacup and took a sip.
"Then you should at least name your conditions. If you keep dragging this out, the kids will be born."
Yun Lang nearly spat out his tea. Fuck.
This little bastard.
Yun Lang looked at Yun Zhiyi, then at Yun Xiangwan.
Both girls had eyes only for Shen Wuxiao now.
So what was the point of any conditions? They did not really mean anything.
"According to my original plan, Zhiyi was supposed to marry you, while Wanwan would find a son-in-law to marry into the family."
"But now that plan has fallen apart. Still, the Yun family bloodline cannot be cut off."
As he spoke, Yun