"Huh?"
The old TCM doctor's words left the four members of the Lin family completely dumbfounded.
Lin Xian, his mother, and father looked at each other, speechless and choking back words.
Zhao Yingjun's eyes widened even more; she felt like even her breath had stopped, not daring to turn around! She didn't even dare to lift her head!
After that, time seemed to fast forward.
Zhao Yingjun couldn't remember, nor did she dare to recall, how they got through it.
She hastily made the excuse that there was an emergency at work, grabbed Lin Xian, and quickly left. They got into the sedan and sped away at the speed of light.
"What are you doing?!"
Zhao Yingjun punched Lin Xian's arm:
"No, this is my first time meeting your parents, and you organize something like this! How am I supposed to face them in the future! What will your parents think of me!"
"Wait, wait, I'm driving, I'm driving..."
