Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Zhang Xiaoyu replied to Ye Fan, “Oh. Send it to Scenic Hotel then.”

Her curt reply had Ye Fan shaking his head in disapproval.

Are all young ladies so arrogant these days?

He followed up that thought with a bitter smile.

After checking Scenic Hotel's address, he was surprised to realize it was on the same street as the Indian palace.

Well, I guess at least it's along the way.

Ye Fan decided to personally deliver the item to Zhang Xiaoyu.

On his way to Scenic Hotel, Noa called him and told him that she had arranged for a car to pick him up.

Ye Fan explained the situation, “I have some business to attend to, Noa. I've left Elysian Hall. Don't worry about me; I'll make my way over later.”

“All right then. I'll wait for you at the palace, then? Oh right, how's your phone? Is it working well? I can get you another one if you're having difficulties with this model,” Noa offered with a smile.

“It's a great phone. Thanks, Noa.”

Ye Fan was impressed by Noa's attentiveness.

She had thought of buying him a phone the day before while they were out buying clothes.

Still, a phone was as good as a consumable to Ye Fan. He predicted he would throw it away in a few more days.

He soon arrived at the agreed-upon location. Half an hour passed, but there was no one to be seen.

Just as Ye Fan's patience was about to snap, a slender woman in a red gown strolled out of Scenic Hotel on a pair of stilettos, accompanied by a group of bodyguards.

Zhang Xiaoyu glanced around before calling someone on her phone.

Soon enough, Ye Fan received a call.

Zhang Xiaoyu shot him a glance from afar before waving a bodyguard over to meet Ye Fan.

When the bodyguard reached Ye Fan, he said brusquely, “You must be the delivery guy. Just give me the letter, and you can leave.”

His cold and rude attitude brought a frown to Ye Fan's face.

Naturally, Ye Fan did not spare the bodyguard any civilities as he retorted, “I won't do a half-hearted job of delivering this letter. Ask the recipient to get the letter herself. I won't give this to anyone else.”

“You!” The bodyguard's eyes widened in disbelief as he sputtered, “You look so frail that the wind could topple you, but you're gutsier than expected. Fine. Wait here.”

hand over the letter, the bodyguard had no choice but to report

later, the slender woman from earlier walked over and

hope you're not lying to me, or I'll sue you for harassment and send you to jail!”

pervert who came up with an excuse for delivering her grandfather's letter to approach

shook his

these days truly so impolite? Ah, forget it. I'm giving her a free pass on account

her the letter and turned around

Xiaoyu's bodyguards stopped

let him go after verifying the legitimacy of the

though they would pack Ye Fan off

opened the envelope and

she knitted her brows after reading

wary stare and demanded, “Who are you? What's your

“I'm just an average

Grandpa wants the two of us to date, but I'm sure you realize we belong to different worlds. I would never date someone of your status. So, I hope you won't have any unrealistic expectations about my

that, she slapped the letter on

car drove toward them and pulled to a stop before

and out walked

I'm here to send you to the banquet. Please get

politely gestured for Zhang Xiaoyu to get into

this your new bodyguard?” Duo Li asked upon

and smiled. “He's just one

“Xiaoyu, you need to be less friendly next time. You can't be too nice to everyone you see, or you may attract

be more careful in the future,” Zhang Xiaoyu replied gently. She was exceptionally sweet and polite

earlier arrogance and hostility toward

sports car soon drove off with the snazzily dressed

turns taunting Ye

the only worthy match

any designs on Ms. Zhang. Honestly, I

“Haha!”

laughed and walked off, leaving behind a

letter. Why did they

far as Ye Fan knew, Zhang Xiaoyu was an up-and-coming celebrity

who had seen many women

beauty and elegance were far superior to

Yun and Moon God, who were arguably beauties of their

down at the discarded letter on the ground and muttered, “I guess that old man

lazy to

contents hardly