Lin Yuhan felt Qin Hao's confidence, she was momentarily stunned, then pursed her lips, suddenly feeling very reassured. Since this bastard said so, he must be up to it!
Thus, after closing the door, Lin Yuhan quickly stepped forward, affectionately took Qin Hao's arm, and walked into the living room together.
Qin Hao immediately saw two people sitting on the sofa in the living room. One was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, the kind of person who looked very scholarly at first glance, with an extraordinary demeanor.
He was Lin Yuhan's father, Lin Zhicheng.
Sitting next to Lin Zhicheng was a young man, with a calm expression and impressive aura, unmistakably Qin Zhiwen.
"Dad, I brought my boyfriend." Lin Yuhan called out sweetly at this moment.
As soon as these words were spoken, two pairs of eyes immediately turned to look at Qin Hao.
"It's you!"
First, a voice suppressing shock rang out.