No wonder Qianfan, at such a young age, roamed the world and was so skilled and ruthless in his fights.
No wonder he could summon so many powerful people with a single phone call to do his bidding.
No wonder the people he called were so wicked, even brutal, and utterly disregarded the Lan family.
It turns out his father was an international-level super-bandit!
And his mother was a pitiable woman abandoned by the bandit.
He had lost fatherly love, and even motherly love, from a young age.
Fortunately, he had a grandmother who was skilled in medicine and raised him.
Despite his constant cheerful demeanor and great abilities, he was deeply insecure within.
Poor child—
Ning Xiaolan looked at her perfect son-in-law, and inexplicably, her nose felt sore, a surge of motherly love quickly welling up from her heart.
The emotional Mother Lan could no longer control herself.
She stood up, walked to Li Qianfan, and embraced him.
Patting his back, her voice choked, "Qianfan. Even if you are the son of a bandit, and never enjoyed fatherly love, or even motherly love, from childhood, you must never be insecure! Because from this moment on, I, Ning Xiaolan, am your mother! Anyone who dares to mock you or bully you, even if she is my only daughter, I will damn well cut her down!"
At this moment, the still naive Su Ziyu's delicate body trembled violently.
"And me!"
Old Su also roared with a resonant voice, "My dear son-in-law. The fatherly love you never had, your old dad will give you double!"
Is your way of giving me double fatherly love to take me to a foot massage parlor?
That old geezer—
Li Qianfan cursed silently, but genuinely enjoyed Mother Lan's embrace.
"Qianfan, regarding your background, let's never bring it up again."
Ning Xiaolan released Li Qianfan, wiped her eyes, and said, "However, can you see if you can invite your mother-in-law to Yunhai? I believe we can all take good care of her together."
As she said this, she looked at Su Ziyu.
Su Ziyu immediately nodded, "I will treat my mother-in-law as my own mother and be filial. If I show any hint of disdain, may I be struck by a car the moment I step outside."
She never made vows.
This time, she made the most vicious oath.
It was only because she suddenly realized that her deeply beloved young husband was full of insecurity and desperately needed respect.
And the best way for her to give her husband the greatest respect was undoubtedly to treat her mother-in-law like her own mother.
"Don't talk about death or such things."
Li Qianfan was startled and quickly urged Su Ziyu not to say that.
Su Ziyu, who had been tormented by the thought of "Am I worthy of Qianfan?" for days, finally shed the burden.
Li Qianfan seized the opportunity—
He vehemently slandered his bandit father, who was unworthy of being a father.
He said he killed like flies.
He said he was lustful.
He said he had many children, and Li Qianfan was just one of them!
That beautiful but even more wicked Aunt Ran was one of the bandit father's many women.
But Li Qianfan, because his mother was abandoned, didn't want to live the life of a bandit, so he roamed everywhere and eventually settled in Yunhai.
Li Qianfan spoke freely, his unbearable family background accompanied by tears and snot, enough to make even the hardest heart blush.
Ning Xiaolan was heartbroken.
Su Ziyu was filled with self-reproach.
Old Su sighed incessantly, secretly contemplating taking his dear son-in-law for foot massages every now and then in the future.
Finally.
Li Qianfan's spectacular performance slowly concluded at precisely ten o'clock in the evening.
On the sofa in the secondary bedroom.
Su Ziyu held Li Qianfan's hand and said softly, "Qianfan, I'm sorry. I apologize. These past few days, I've been overthinking. I felt like I might not be worthy of you and wanted to leave you gradually. I was wrong. I will never think like that again. I will strive to be the best virtuous wife and loving mother. From now on, no matter what difficulties I encounter, I will tell you immediately."
You really were thinking of leaving me gradually.
Fortunately, I had anticipated this.
My older sister wife, you will be content to be the village chief's wife.
Li Qianfan gloated secretly.
But he also reminded himself that a lie is still a lie.
He had to be psychologically prepared for Su Ziyu's potential rage and violence if the lie were exposed.
"Qianfan."
Su Ziyu slowly nestled into his arms, "Let's be husband and wife tonight, tonight."
What?
Li Qianfan was stunned. He looked down at his older sister wife, whose earlobes had turned rosy with arousal, and his heart throbbed uncontrollably.
"Tonight, I want to let you know. You, you are the happiest man in the world."
Su Ziyu said with a trembling voice, "My period ended this afternoon. You must be careful, carefully cherish me." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Having understood how pathetic and insecure Li Qianfan truly was, Su Ziyu immediately thought of the best way to eliminate his insecurity.
There was no method better than her willingly offering her flawless, jade-like body to him without reservation.
Li Qianfan looked at her foolishly, his breathing becoming more rapid.
Su Ziyu stood up silently and quietly walked into the bathroom.
In fact, she had showered before Li Qianfan returned home.
But—
For such a sacred and solemn first night, she had to bathe again.
Petals.
Perfume.
Slightly scalding water.
The night deepened.
Li Qianfan still sat on the sofa, occasionally letting out a silly laugh, feeling as if he were truly dreaming.
Creak.
With a soft sound, the bathroom door opened.
Li Qianfan subconsciously looked up.
Goddess!
A statue of a goddess, whom he could not describe with any language or words, appeared in his sight.
Li Qianfan dared to guarantee with his father's life that this divine statue was absolutely a magnificent work of art, meticulously crafted by the top ten sculptors in the world, who spent at least three years and all their heart and soul!
To tell the truth—
Murong Yuanyuan's figure and skin were in no way inferior to Su Ziyu's.
Even Chu Yazhi, though slightly less radiant due to the erosion of time, was not far behind.
But when Li Qianfan looked at the two of them, he felt at most a hot impulse, with no tremor in his heart.
The living goddess sculpture, dripping with water, walked silently on her snow-white toes towards him.
The goddess took a shallow breath, bent down, took Li Qianfan's hand, and led him to the bed.
"Little husband."
The goddess gently pushed Li Qianfan down and looked down at him, "You are my beloved, none other."
Her breath was fragrant like orchid.
In her eyes, small streams formed from the melting of ten thousand years of accumulated snow were flowing noisily.
Love.
Beyond love, Li Qianfan could no longer think of any other word to describe Su Ziyu at this moment.
He had also been constantly waiting for this moment.
However.
The love that Su Ziyu bestowed upon him at this moment was undoubtedly the purest.
But it was also something he had exchanged for lies!!
If he accepted it like this, would it not tarnish this purest love?
Li Qianfan closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Wife, can you give me some more time to be fully prepared to accept you?"
Su Ziyu was taken aback.
Then she understood, thinking, "My little husband is insecure. After he was forced to reveal his unbearable past, I immediately took the initiative. To him, that's a form of charity! People who are insecure desperately crave genuine respect. Especially my respect, which is most important to him! How could I forget this?"
With a self-righteous epiphany, Su Ziyu immediately replied, "Of course. In the bedroom, you are my king. Whatever you ask me to do, I will obey unconditionally."
What a good wife!
Li Qianfan cried out inwardly, opened his eyes, raised his head, and gently kissed her jelly-like red lips.
Then he got up, carried her horizontally to the bed, and pulled a blanket for her.
Covering that breathtakingly beautiful goddess statue.
"Wife, good night."
After turning off the lights, Li Qianfan sat on the futon, leaning on the edge of the bed, looking at the gentle eyes in the darkness, "From now on, I'll sleep on the futon, and you sleep on the bed."
"Mmm."
Su Ziyu did not feel anything amiss about the improved treatment, and let out a low hum, but then said, "You go to the bathroom."
Li Qianfan said, "I've already showered."
Those gentle eyes closed.
She murmured as if in a dream, "There are my used undergarments there."
What does that mean?
The pure-minded Li Qianfan was full of confusion.
Su Ziyu pulled the blanket over her head, "No need to wash after use. Tomorrow, I will wash them myself."
The pure-minded Li Qianfan suddenly understood!
He shyly replied, "Then, isn't that too embarrassing?"
"Little husband—"
"Mmm?"
"Go get them."
A small hand reached out from under the blanket, "Wife will help you."
Isn't that too embarrassing!?
Truly embarrassed Li Qianfan, in the fastest speed possible, retrieved that small piece of clothing.
"Little husband—"
"Mmm?"
"You say—"
Su Ziyu's voice was somewhat ethereal, "If I embroider your name on it, will you be happy?"
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