Shen Jin glanced at Yun Xiaoran, who looked back at her with gentle eyes and a firm expression.
Then I'll answer.
Nervous as she was, she finally swiped to answer, and her father's voice came through.
"Why didn't you call Dad after you got back, sweetheart?"
Shen Cong naturally knew that his precious daughter had returned to Linshun City. That brat Yun Xiaoran might well have been sitting right beside her.
"Yeah, Dad. Yun Xiaoran and I just got back. We haven't eaten yet, and we're still in the living room."
Shen Cong's brows knitted at that. "What? Have you two eaten? Is Yun Xiaoran cooking?"
"No, we're planning to order takeout."
Shen Jin had no idea how much her father would read into it. She answered casually, only to provoke his intense displeasure.
His daughter had grown up eating meals prepared by master chefs hired at great expense.
How could she start eating takeout made with cooking oil mixed with industrial oil just because she was with that little bastard Yun Xiaoran?
"Didn't he cook for you? Why are you still eating takeout?"
Shen Cong's brows drew together.
He gripped the nearest rosewood chair tightly, his tone deeply displeased, and silently added another mark against his future son-in-law.
"Where's Yun Xiaoran? Put him on the phone. The two of us need to talk."
"But..."
Shen Jin lowered the phone, her heart sinking at her father's words.
What was there to talk about? He was definitely going to lay into her husband.
Hearing his daughter's hesitant reply, Shen Cong was so angry at her behavior that his liver practically ached.
She was already taking someone else's side before they were even married. What would she be like after the wedding?
Shen Jin was speechless too.
Yun Xiaoran watched her nervous