Xu Bingbing was like that, and so were all the other women.
What do you mean?
Me, divorced, am I truly not nervous? Just familiar with business?
Every time, it's the woman soothing herself.
I, as the son-in-law walking into the house, do feel a bit...
"Um!" Lee Hyo-eon nodded, but remembering the cold snort from her father this morning while she was on the phone with her mother, she still felt a bit nervous.
Especially now.
As Yang Hao's dazzling Mercedes business van approached the gate of Lee Hyo-eon's home.
When the gaze of her father-in-law, from behind the less-than-a-meter-high wall, stayed fixed on the vehicle.
Lee Hyo-eon's breathing quickened.
But just when Lee Hyo-eon didn't know how to face her father, who was staring her way,
a warm sensation suddenly spread from her tightly clenched jade hands.
Immediately after, Yang Hao's voice sounded in Lee Hyo-eon's ear,
"Don't worry!"
"There are no parents who don't love their children."