Liu Bufan was quick-witted and agile. Before his father-in-law could fall to the ground, he rushed forward in a single stride and caught the old man.
Jiang Wan'er also hurried over in anxiety.
Just as Liu Bufan was wondering how to wake his father-in-law up, he suddenly felt his arm grabbed:
"You bumped into me, you can't just leave!"
Liu Bufan???
Jiang Wan'er???
Was his father-in-law pulling a scam right on him?
"Hehehe, son-in-law, is it a surprise? Is it unexpected? Is it thrilling?"
Liu Bufan:
Does your mother-in-law know you're such a prankster, old man?
Ignoring the shock of the newlyweds, Jiang Shanyue adjusted his reading glasses and said with a proud air:
"You two got married and kept me unsettled for so long. What, throwing a tantrum just because I'm collecting a little interest? Hmph!
And Wan'er, what kind of expression is that? They really were right—a married daughter is like poured-out water, none of you have a conscience!
As for that white dog, what are you looking at? Don't think you're so smart just because you can talk. You're the one who tore up this living room, right? We have a big pot at home reserved just for boiling the likes of you! Standing up on two legs, look how capable you think you are!"
Seeing his father-in-law transform into a foul-mouthed internet troll roasting everyone in sight, Liu Bufan finally realized that this was Jiang Cheng's old man! A top-tier grandmaster of mischievous trolling!
So how could Jiang Cheng possibly be left out of the roasting?
Doggy seemed to understand this logic as well. Judging by the current situation, this foul-mouthed old man was the mistress's father, which made him the master's father-in-law—definitely someone they couldn't afford to mess with.
But since he had already been roasted himself, and upholding the principle that sharing the misery is better than suffering alone—especially after seeing the confirming look from his master—he used a major spatial teleportation spell to transport Jiang Cheng and Bai Moli right into the room.
Cutting back outside, Jiang Cheng and Bai Moli were walking and chatting in the garden.
"You dog, did you know all along that brother-in-law was that person from the capital?"
"Yeah. After all, Eldest Sister brought someone back and announced they were getting married, so she had to explain the situation clearly somehow."
Bai Moli pinched Jiang Cheng's ear hard:
"You're getting bolder, aren't you? Keeping such a big matter from me!"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch...
Let go first, it's going to fall off..."
"Hmph! I'll give you a chance to explain."
Jiang Cheng rubbed his ear, genuinely wondering if submitting to Bai Moli's tyrannical rule was the right choice. But then he remembered that table at the Death Chicken restaurant that had been smashed to smithereens...
Forget it, forget it. Be magnanimous; how could a man possibly argue with a young woman?
"Moli, my dear, it's not that I didn't want to tell you. Think about it: brother-in-law carries a heavy burden of hatred, and the people who harmed him have such massive influence. If the news leaked out, wouldn't it spell complete disaster for my family?
It's just that my parents love their children and separated from the family clan for my sister's sake.
Even though Grandfather isn't very good to us, Dad is his son after all, and to protect the entire family, he didn't even tell him. Dad is the one under the most pressure."
Bai Moli pondered for a moment and sighed. What Jiang Cheng said made complete sense; the Liu family was not someone just anyone could afford to provoke.
"By the way, you said in the room just now that my brother-in-law is a martial arts genius? What did you mean?"
Bai Moli's eyes lit up upon hearing this:
"Liu Bufan—you all know him as a business prodigy, but in our martial arts circle, he is a mythical existence! Although none of us know what he looks like, he has no shortage of fan girls.
He reached the Huajin realm at age 10. Do you know what that means? There's a chance he could reach the Grandmaster level before turning 20! But looking at it now, judging by the speed at which he hit the dog earlier, he's probably already surpassed the entire martial arts world.
Or, judging by White Wolf's performance, he has already transcended the limits of our understanding."
Jiang Cheng was deeply excited upon hearing this. This was prime material for his web novels!
"Moli, Moli, you mentioned your martial arts circle—are you a member of it too?"
Hearing this, Bai Moli struck a Baji Quan opening pose:
"That's right, your truly here is 19 years old this year, and I've already reached the entry level of Anjin."
Jiang Cheng wore a blank, silly expression because he had no clue what kind of level that even was.
"Let's put it this way: the path of martial arts is divided into Martial Novice, Mingjin, Anjin, Huajin, Grandmaster, and so on.
World-class heavyweight boxing champions, like Tyson, are only just entering the Mingjin stage."
Jiang Cheng swallowed hard. Was he dating someone even more ferocious than Mike Tyson?
So, asking a fatal question out of sheer courting of death, Jiang Cheng inquired:
"Um, I mean theoretically speaking, this..."
"Out with it. Stop acting like a sissy."
"I mean, look at all those bulging muscles on Tyson. Do you have a lot of muscles too? Will they feel all hard when touched, ruining the texture?"
Bai Moli raised an eyebrow and pinned Jiang Cheng straight against the wall:
"Hehe, want to find out? Try it yourself and see."
Just as Jiang Cheng's paw lifted up, the two of them suddenly felt a wave of dizziness.
The room instantly fell silent.
Jiang Cheng remained frozen in the position of being pinned against the wall, his hand hovering in mid-air right over Bai Moli's waist.
The foul-mouthed old man was dumbfounded at this sight. Liu Bufan and Jiang Wan'er felt that their younger brother and future sister-in-law had completely suffered a social death. And as everyone suspected, the sister-in-law was indeed Bai Moli!
After a long silence, Jiang Cheng looked at Bai Moli, whose face was as red as a monkey's backside, and asked weakly:
"So... should I still move my hand or not?"
"Move your big fat head, I'm dying of embarrassment..."
With that, she dropped Jiang Cheng and bolted into the restroom.
"You little brat, what are you doing? Wasn't that Aunt Li's daughter who just ran past? What's going on between the two of you?"
Jiang Cheng wished the floor would open up and swallow him. There wasn't a single person in this room he could afford to provoke.
"Dad, I don't think calling me a little brat is appropriate. You shouldn't include yourself in that insult, right?"
"Where is my knife!"
"Right here!"
White Wolf magically produced a kitchen knife and handed it to Jiang Shanyue.
The old man stood holding the knife, completely bewildered:
Holy crap! Where did this knife come from? I was just talking! What do I do now? Should I hack him or not?
Jiang Wan'er noticed the old man's slight embarrassment, walked over with a covered smile, took the kitchen knife, and linked her arm through her dad's, sitting down on the sofa that had been chewed down to only half by White Wolf.
"Dad, sit down and have a cup of tea first."
Jiang Shanyue looked at the shattered coffee table and the teapot that was left with only a single handle, and looked doubtfully at Jiang Wan'er:
"My girl?"
Jiang Wan'er simply couldn't hold it in anymore:
"Jiang Cheng, you rascal, get your butt upstairs right now and bring down a new tea set!"
Jiang Cheng vanished from the spot in a flash. In a mere 30.59 seconds, he completed the tasks of retrieving the teapot, pouring the tea leaves, and scalding them with boiling water—even rinsing the tea leaves once in the process...
Then he stood obediently opposite his father, awaiting paternal instruction.
Liu Bufan felt deeply moved. If not for this kind of family environment, it really was hard to say whether he could have pulled through back then. His love for this family grew by another fraction.
Following Jiang Shanyue's half-hour long lecture (consisting mostly of nonsense), Bai Moli finally calmed her emotions in the restroom. As long as she wasn't embarrassed, everyone else would be the embarrassed ones.
Jiang Cheng confessed that the two of them were dating.
Old Jiang looked with gratification at his unreliable son:
"Since you two are dating, our Jiang family can't let Moli be wronged. Wan'er, give your brother a bit more allowance each month."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng looked eagerly at his eldest sister. Jiang Wan'er took a sip of tea and calmly remarked:
"This kid has private savings—plenty of them~"
"Oh, then I guess you won't be getting any extra."
Jiang Cheng? Does he really need to run away from home to prove he's a biological son?
Chewing on an electric kettle, White Wolf walked up to Jiang Cheng, sighed, and patted him on the shoulder.
Jiang Cheng immediately began twitching and collapsed to the floor:
"D-D-Dog Brother, y-y-you're still plugged into the p-p-power..."