Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 598: Chapter 598: The Son-in-law who Rides the Dragon

Xu Ke managed to coax her right before they arrived at the banquet. In truth, Lin Mengyao wasn’t upset at all; she just enjoyed the feeling of being pampered by Xu Ke, as if she held a special place in someone’s heart.

Because they weren’t the main characters of today’s banquet, Xu Ke and Lin Mengyao’s outfits were not particularly striking, just decent. However, good-looking people can make even a burlap bag look stylish, let alone formal attire.

The moment they entered, they attracted a lot of attention. But for the two of them, who were used to such attention, there was nothing special about it. It would only be peculiar if no one noticed them when they appeared.

Feng Aimin was a middle-aged man with a hint of male pattern baldness. He was evidently well-prepared, approaching Xu Ke and Lin Mengyao with ease and without any awkwardness, not mistaking or not recognizing anyone. His appearance was affable, and his humorous and witty words made him likable, allowing him to quickly build rapport with people.

"I didn’t expect the Family Head of the Xu Family to be so young. Remarkably promising at such a young age! When I was your age, I knew nothing. Unbelievable, it seems our era is about to end," Feng Aimin cheerfully said, touching his balding head.

"I assume the lady beside you is your wife. I didn’t expect her to be so young and beautiful. You and Xu look like a perfect couple—truly a match made in heaven," Feng Aimin said, glancing at Lin Mengyao before turning back to continue complimenting Xu Ke.

could sense that the other party held no malice towards him, perhaps even some evident goodwill. Though unsure why, after hearing the compliments about himself and his wife, even someone as aloof

Ke was exchanging flattering words with Feng Aimin on one side, on the other, Mrs. Feng was guiding her daughter among the ladies, softly reciting their basic information in her daughter’s ear to

yet. At this moment, we need to keep a low

was smooth and favorable. If there was truly something unsatisfactory, it would probably be this daughter. She looked obedient but was actually a little troublemaker, always insisting on

even dislodged tiles might hit someone with

been saying this trivial stuff for several days now. Will it ever end? Are you hitting menopause early? If you’ve got nothing to do, go for an ovarian maintenance session. Stop nagging

this. Are you trying to make me angry? If I die from anger, no one will take care of you, and then you’ll

to her mother’s anger. In any case, she’d calm down soon; why waste energy soothing her?

by Miss Feng but found herself helpless. She couldn’t bring herself to hit her or scold her effectively, leaving her with no other option but to keep a close

feeling troubled, and unbeknownst to her,

sighing and complaining was terribly annoying. Yet everything in Shangjing was truly fascinating for Miss Feng.

this figure? It was as if this figure’s appearance relegated everything