Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

Ding Yi had messed around with the imperial kitchens before. Not only were the dishes he made delicious, they were also incomparably exquisite, making people have an appetite for them.    

Just as he was setting up the table, the door was suddenly opened.    

Lin Hongyan walked in with Han Chengshan. When she saw Ding Yi, Lin Hongyan snorted coldly and sat on the sofa with an ugly expression.    

"I really don't know what kind of bad luck I had in my previous life. Looking for such a trash to enter the academy, my life is truly miserable!" Lin Hongyan suddenly complained. With an indignant expression on her face, she wailed, "Look at him, then look at him. This is like a heaven and earth!"    

"I wonder what luck Han Zhou'er had to be able to get someone to come over with such a big gift and propose to me. I'm so envious of the others!" After saying that, Lin Hongyan rolled her eyes and looked at Ding Yi with a weird look, "Look at her, she's well-mannered. Unlike you, she doesn't even have a proper betrothal gift!"    

"Aiya, that's enough. Feirong doesn't have that kind of luck!" Han Chengshan frowned. Although he didn't say anything, he looked at Ding Yi with disappointment in his eyes.    

However, he was in no hurry to explain, because even if Ding Yi were to tell them that the betrothal gift was given by him, Lin Hongyan and Han Chengshan would not believe it. It would not be too late to tell them after the birthday banquet.    

Thinking about this, Ding Yi chuckled, scratched his head and said, "Don't worry parents, I will definitely give Feirong a proper betrothal gift to satisfy you two elders."    

"Pfft!" With just you? "As long as you can take out 10% of today's betrothal gift, I'm satisfied. Can you even take out 1%?!" Hearing Ding Yi's words, Lin Hongyan couldn't help but spit on the ground as she looked at him with disdain, "How can a pauper like you come up with a betrothal gift? You even use our family's food and drink."    

Just when he was about to open his mouth, the door suddenly opened again. Han Feirong pushed open the door and walked in, seeing the three of them standing in the living room, she was momentarily stunned, asking, "Dad, mom, Ding Yi, what are you three doing standing here?"    

"Nothing, I'm listening to this kid boasting!" Lin Hongyan glared at Ding Yi snappily, then looked at Ai Mi with reddened eyes as she said, "Feirong, you should have heard about the betrothal gift that was sent to our ancestral home by someone today, right?"    

"Oh, I heard." Hearing Lin Hongyan mention this, Han Feirong nodded and smiled. Although there was envy in her eyes, she only smiled and said, "I wonder which little sister has such good luck."    

"Maybe it's you?" Ding Yi asked subconsciously. Only then did he realize that something was wrong and quickly covered his mouth.    

"Hmph, if only it was my daughter. You'd better be tactful!" Lin Hongyan's face paled when she heard Ding Yi's words. Even though she knew it was impossible, she still clenched her teeth and said.    

When Han Feirong heard that, her expression immediately became cold. She frowned and glared at Ding Yi. Her face was like frost as she gritted her teeth and said, "Ding Yi, are you that useless? If it was really given to me, what would you do?! "    

"No matter who gave the betrothal gift, I will not let you go. You are my wife, no one can take it away from me!" Hearing Han Feirong's words, Ding Yi's face suddenly turned serious as he said in a serious tone.    

Han Feirong rolled her eyes at Ding Yi. Her expression softened a little as she said coquettishly, "That's more like it."    

"Hmph, if that's the case, then get the hell out of here immediately!" However, Lin Hongyan couldn't help but mock him.    

Seeing that Lin Hongyan wanted to continue speaking, Han Feirong quickly waved her hand and said to Ding Yi, "Ding Yi, come over."    

"Ah, wash your hands and eat." Watching Han Feirong walk into the room, Ding Yi quickly followed her with his mouth wide open.    

Lin Hongyan stared at the two figures and snorted coldly. She turned her head to look at the food that Ding Yi cooked and could not help but walk over and pick it up with her chopsticks. With a slow expression, she muttered, "Although this kid is trash, the food he makes is quite delicious!"    

"Let's wait for them to come out and eat together." Han Chengshan shook his head helplessly.    

He was disappointed with Ding Yi from the start, but he had already seen through it. Actually, Ding Yi was doing okay now, at least it was much better than before.    

"Look at your eyes, I'm warning you, Han Chengshan, you have to stand together with me. If any rich kids are chasing after our daughter, you can't be soft-hearted, do you hear me?" Lin Hongyan glanced at Han Chengshan and said coldly.    

"I said forget it, she should just do it herself …" Han Chengshan sighed and was about to tell her to decide for herself, but before he could finish, Lin Hongyan frowned and grabbed his ear, shouting coldly, "Tell me again!"    

"I was wrong, my wife I was wrong, it hurts, it hurts!" Han Chengshan's expression changed and he quickly begged in a low voice, "I will listen to you. Wife, whatever you say, I will definitely stand on the same side as you!"    

At this time, Ding Yi had already followed Han Feirong into the room.    

As soon as she entered the room, Han Feirong immediately closed the door and let out a sigh of relief. She sat on the bed and said, "Finally, everything is quiet."    

"Right, have you heard about the betrothal gift at the ancestral home?" Han Feirong raised her head and looked at Ding Yi. She bit her lower lip and said, "I think that's why I said that just now. Don't mind it."    

As Han Feirong spoke, she pulled up her hair and said helplessly, "That mysterious millionaire really earned a lot of attention. The whole family is talking about this now, so it's very possible that these betrothal gifts were for Little Sis Little Zhou."    

When she said this, a trace of envy flashed in Han Feirong's eyes, but she quickly concealed it.    

Ding Yi naturally noticed the envy in Han Feirong's eyes. He smiled and sat beside Han Feirong, saying, "Maybe it's really for you?"    

"Humph!" Are you making fun of me? " Han Feirong snorted and turned her head to the side. Ding Yi revealed a slight smile and did not continue the topic. "Oh right, is the construction site going smoothly?"    

"Mn, it's nothing much for now. Ever since you drove those people away, they did not dare to return." Hearing Ding Yi's words, Han Feirong was stunned for a moment before she asked again, "How is the birthday present for grandpa?"    

"Don't worry, I'll definitely prepare everything. I'll give you guys a surprise when the time comes." Ding Yi smiled mysteriously as he prepared to give Han Feirong a surprise.