Chapter 147: Future Son-in-Law

"Smack, smack, smack—" Father Leng suddenly clapped his hands excitedly.

This was entirely beyond Jiang Muye's expectations.

He'd assumed Father Leng would be furious, hurling all sorts of accusations at him.

Or that he'd humiliate him thoroughly.

But what was with this excited, agitated look on his face?

As Jiang Muye sat there bewildered, Father Leng slapped his thigh and said with open delight, "As expected of the boy my daughter took a fancy to—outstanding! Who said I was going to break you two apart?"

"Wait, then what was the hundred million for?" Jiang Muye was shocked.

"I'm paying a hundred million to make sure you absolutely don't break up with my daughter! Think about how painful a breakup is—how could I let my daughter suffer through that?" Father Leng sighed.

Ever since the accident his daughter had suffered as a child, Father Leng had felt deeply guilty toward her, and naturally wouldn't interfere in her love life.

On the contrary, Leng Ruoli being willing to open her heart and accept a boy was a good thing in Father Leng's eyes.

He was delighted to see it—so happy he wanted to bang drums and gongs and throw a proper celebration.

How could he possibly play the villain and tear a couple apart?

That would be a sin against heaven!!!

Jiang Muye's mind was a complete mess right now—what was happening had far exceeded his brain's capacity.

"Then what was with you investigating me?"

Father Leng looked a bit embarrassed. "My fault. I'm overseas, you see, and I'm a real gossip—I just had to have my fill of drama. I asked Ruoli, but she kept it all hidden and wouldn't say a word. I was so anxious I had no choice but to have someone snap a few photos of my son-in-law for me."

Jiang Muye thought about Leng Ruoli's personality—she definitely wouldn't have been able to bring herself to tell her father everything.

But he'd never imagined the plot would develop like this.

Especially with the other man calling him "future son-in-law"—it made his ears burn.

He'd misunderstood Father Leng's intentions by accident. Would that leave a bad impression on him?

Jiang Muye hurried to explain, "Uncle, please don't misunderstand me. I was just a bit anxious—I really didn't mean any harm."

"I know. If I were you, I'd be even more anxious. Actually, I should be thanking you for dating our Ruoli—otherwise I'd be wondering if she was into girls, or destined to die alone~" Father Leng sighed.

Jiang Muye: "…" Who talks about their daughter like that? This was a real father, all right.

"I didn't give her a good family environment. Her mother and I were far too busy—apart from meeting her material needs, we gave her too little," Father Leng said earnestly to Jiang Muye. "I hope you can make her a little happier."

Jiang Muye nodded. "I'll do everything I can."

"I'm very satisfied with you on my end—it's just that I don't know what her mother thinks." Father Leng smiled.

"Then could you put in a good word for me with Auntie?" Jiang Muye asked.

"Don't. I can't afford to cross that woman—she's far too fierce, a real handful. She doesn't listen to a word I say, and besides, she and I are separated." Father Leng shook his head, clearly afraid of something.

"Separated?" Leng Ruoli was shocked.

"Yeah. A few years back her mother and I were in the middle of a divorce, but then something came up and it got shelved. We decided to just separate without divorcing—each living our own lives." Father Leng sighed.

They'd been playing at being a surface-level couple for many years, working hard to act like normal parents and give their daughter complete love, and yet there were still gaps.

"What exactly happened?" Jiang Muye was full of doubt.

Just as he asked, the car door was yanked open with a clang.

"Dad! What are you trying to do!" Leng Ruoli glared at Father Leng, biting her red lips in displeasure.

The two people in the car were stunned.

Seeing Leng Ruoli's unhappy expression, Father Leng was at a loss. "Daughter, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Muye was also surprised. "Aren't you supposed to be at the hospital right now?"

"Secretary Li told me you came to the school to see Muye, so I hurried over!" Leng Ruoli walked forward, grabbed Jiang Muye, and shielded him behind her.

Facing Father Leng, Leng Ruoli was resolute. "Even if you're my dad, you can't bully Muye."

Father Leng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I didn't bully him."

Jiang Muye nodded. "I can vouch for that." He paused, then rubbed Leng Ruoli's shoulder. "Besides, even if there were something, it shouldn't be a girl standing in front of me—it should be me sheltering you from the wind and rain."

Jiang Muye was moved.

After all, Leng Ruoli had rushed over at the first thought, her eyes full of him.

Feeling Jiang Muye's warm body, Leng Ruoli's gaze softened, and she stared at him infatuatedly.

Father Leng, force-fed dog food, felt his heart bleeding.

The daughter he'd raised with his own hands had been stolen away, her heart now fixed on another man.

After the misunderstanding was cleared up, everyone went to a Western restaurant to eat.

The System began to remind him: 【Check-in at the Western restaurant succeeded. Congratulations, Host, on obtaining 500,000 RMB.】

Father Leng watched his daughter whispering with Jiang Muye, smiling so sweetly, and felt deeply wounded inside.

He had just this one precious daughter, and the moment they met, she was orbiting Jiang Muye.

And him? He'd become the narrator.

"Daughter." Father Leng cleared his throat.

Leng Ruoli answered instinctively, "What is it, Dad? You want to go back to the hotel to rest, right?"

The old father's heart immediately shattered into pieces. He said helplessly, "What, do you think Dad's in the way here, interrupting your romance?"

Leng Ruoli's face instantly turned red, and she murmured softly, "N-no, that's not it. It's just that you've had a long journey, and I was afraid you'd be too tired, so I wanted you to go back and rest properly."

"All right, that does sound pretty thoughtful. Then, since I haven't been back in the country for so long, how about you show me around West City for a few days?" Father Leng rested his hand on his chin and asked Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli's eyes lit up. "Sure! Should we bring Muye along?"

"See, every other sentence comes back to him." Father Leng shook his head. "Sigh, I must rank lowest in your heart."

"How could that be? Dad, you're so important to me~ Your place is very high." Leng Ruoli stuck out her tongue and said playfully.

Jiang Muye nodded emphatically. "How would I dare compare my place to yours? Ruoli used to praise you to me all the time."

Father Leng, having salvaged some face, felt a bit gratified. "Fine, you two are in your honeymoon phase now, so I won't watch you two be lovey-dovey. I'll head back to my hotel room here first."

"Okay, Uncle, I'll walk you out." Jiang Muye volunteered eagerly.

This was his future father-in-law, after all—Jiang Muye had to seize the chance to put on a good show.

As Jiang Muye escorted Father Leng to the underground parking lot, Father Leng remembered something before leaving and said to Jiang Muye with deep meaning, "I can entrust my daughter to you, but you must promise me one thing."

"What?"

"When it thunders, you must be by her side, one hundred percent."

Father Leng's words left Jiang Muye stunned for a moment.

Why would Uncle say that?