Stepmother from 1970: Uncle holds her in his arms and dotes on her day and night

"Dad, Mom, there are guests..."

Yan Qinbei opened the door and saw the person standing outside. He turned his head and shouted in the direction of the living room, then politely invited the guest into the house.

Qian Yiman told the children in advance that Zhuoyue’s parents would come to propose marriage today.

Qian Yiman and Yan Jingqiu's conversation was interrupted. They could talk about small things in private later. The most important thing now was to deal with business.

She glanced at the expressionless man beside her, quietly reached out and poked him on the back, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Hey, Comrade Yan Zhengting, don't be so serious, act a little happier..."

Yan Zhengting didn't say anything, but glanced at her with a slightly raised eyebrow, and then returned to his expressionless look. It seemed as if he was saying, there's nothing I can do, I can only have this expression today.

Seeing this, Qian Yiman could only sigh, feeling like she was playing the lute to a cow.

At this moment, she really wanted to punch him a few times, but considering that there were so many people present, she had no choice but to roll her eyes at him in her heart.

The previous things are not over yet, and now there is another thing.

snort! !

She made a silent decision in her heart and planned to let this bastard sleep in her son's bedroom for another half a month. She didn't believe that she couldn't cure him.

Although she didn't say anything, Yan Zhengting seemed to sense something. He suddenly turned his head and glanced at her, but he didn't notice anything unusual for a moment.

Yan Qinbei had already invited the guests into the house. Qian Yiman pretended not to notice the gaze of the man next to her, adjusted her facial expression, and took two steps forward.

Zhuo Yue followed his parents into the house with his hands full of gifts, but he was feeling very nervous.

Young people’s feelings are always poetic. After Zhuo Yue approached, the first person he saw was Yan Jingqiu. The two glanced at each other quickly, then hurriedly looked away.

Although it was only a matter of seconds, the sharp-eyed Qian Yiman still noticed the eye contact between the two.

She could also understand that many aspects of this era were relatively conservative. Even those who were about to get engaged or married were embarrassed to show intimacy in front of others.

Even if you just look at her for a few more seconds, your face will turn red.

Today, the parents of both sides met for the first time, and they were nothing but strangers to each other.

Zhuo Yue walked out from behind his parents, took a step forward, and introduced them to Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Yan, hello, Aunt Qian, these are my parents."

"Commander Yan, Madam Yan, hello, we are Zhuoyue's parents. We are sorry to bother you by visiting you today..."

After all, it was their own son who abducted someone else's precious daughter, so Zhuo's father and mother kept a low profile and spoke in a very sincere tone.

When Zhuo's father greeted Yan Zhengting, he began to straighten his body unconsciously. He had often heard his son say that his future father-in-law was very imposing, and today he saw that it was true.

Even people of his age would feel oppressed when seeing it. It instantly reminded him of the feeling of standing in front of the teacher when he was a child. It had been a long time since he had this feeling.

"You are too polite. Why are you disturbing me? Please take a seat..."

"Come, have a cup of tea..."

The male owner of the Yan family was taciturn, so the female owner Qian Yiman had to take the lead. She smiled and invited them to sit on the sofa and drink tea.

The parents of both sides drank tea and talked about their children's marriage, and at the same time secretly looked at each other in their hearts.

As early as several months ago, Zhuo Yue had told his parents about the family situation of the Yan family. Before leaving just now, he specifically reminded his parents not to ask questions that were not necessary.

However, when Zhuo's father and mother saw Qian Yiman just now, they were still shocked. Of course, they kept the shock in their hearts and did not dare to show it.

Zhuo's father and mother sat upright on the sofa, holding a cup of tea in their hands. Every time they talked to Qian Yiman, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. They never dreamed that this future mother-in-law looked so young.

So young that he looks like two generations older than them.

I have seen couples with big age gaps around me, but I have never seen such a big gap. Zhuo's father and mother have already imagined a scene in their minds, where a powerful old man forcibly seizes his young wife.

After all, many of the dramas I've seen before were performed this way.

However, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Although my father-in-law looks much older than my mother-in-law, he is also very handsome.

Moreover, the interaction between the couple is extremely harmonious and natural, and it doesn't look like they have a bad relationship at all.