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"You still say no? My dad called you Young Master Ye, didn't you happily respond? Isn't this a drag? Where can a father-in-law call a son-in-law a young master?" Su Moying listed his series guilt.

Ye Yinchen acted like he had suddenly realized, and then put his hands on her shoulders, and promised very seriously: "I'm sorry, baby, everyone calls me Young Master Ye, I'm used to it, so I didn't realize it just now. But I I assure you, I will go out and talk to your father later, let him call my name in the future, okay?"

"That's more or less! Well, let's go out."

"Yingying, have you got the tea?" Father Su has already prepared the tea set and is waiting for the tea.

Su Moying handed over the tea pot: "Here, isn't it here?"

"That's right, that's it." Papa Su took it happily, and while making tea, he looked at Ye Yinchen obsequiously: "Young Master Ye, this tea..."

"Uncle!" Ye Yinchen went up to take the tea from Papa Su's hands, and skillfully made tea by himself: "Don't call me Ye Shao Ye Shao from now on, it's too alien, if you really treat me as a family, Just call me Night or Morning."

"How did this happen!..."

"What's wrong with that! Uncle, or do you not like me at all and don't want me to be your son-in-law?"

"This..." Su's father smiled so much that his mouth was crooked, and he waved his hands again and again: "Of course not, of course I would like you to be my son-in-law. And now is the era of free love, you and Yingying like each other, even if I don't I like it, but it's useless!"

"You can't say that, uncle, Yingying is your daughter. When she gets married, she naturally hopes to be blessed by her uncle and aunt, so that she will live happily for the rest of her life. Uncle drinks tea." Ye Yinchen put the tea Good tea is served with both hands: "Try and see how the tea I make tastes like."

Not only does this young man have a bright future, but he also speaks so pleasantly. Papa Su feels that if he doesn't grasp it now, he won't be able to find anything better than this in the future even with a lantern.

Happiness blossomed in his heart, not to mention drinking tea, even if he was given bitter medicine, it still felt sweeter than honey.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, and it's much more mellow than what I made."

"Haha... Thank you uncle for the compliment."

"Don't just drink tea, my meal is ready, wash your hands and eat." Mother Su shouted in the kitchen.

Su Moying got up to help, and Ye Yinchen quickly followed.

When the two arrived at the door of the kitchen, they were chased out by Mother Su: "What are you doing here, the kitchen is full of oily smoke. Get out."

"Mom, let me help you."

"What can I do for you? The dishes have already been served out, just take a few bowls. Take Ye to wash your hands."

"Oh."

The two washed their hands and sat down. Father Su brought out a bottle of liquor in a glass bottle: "Ye, this liquor is brought from our own hometown. It is brewed from sorghum by country people. Try it."

"Dad, he can't drink at night."

"Can't drink?" Papa Su obviously didn't believe it.In this world, whoever is in the business world, how can there be any reason why he can't drink or smoke?Avoiding his daughter's blocking hand, he poured a full glass for Ye Yinchen: "Let me tell you, to be the son-in-law of our Su family, you have to drink a little! Even if you want to, you have to drink a little, right? "