Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

"Okay, okay, the servants are still watching, don't cry, my wife." Lin Lang gently wiped Zhao Lanshan's tears.

"Hehe..." Zhao Lanshan smiled at Lin Lang with tears in her eyes. Her eyes were full of gratitude and deep love.

The servants in the Zhao residence were surprised to see that Lin Lang had really cured Zhao Qiankun's chronic leg injury. They were all dumbfounded and their eyes were full of disbelief.

"Oh my god, the master can actually walk now!"

"Yes!"

"I can't believe that the young lady's boyfriend actually miraculously cured the old man's leg!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have believed there was such a miraculous Chinese medicine technique."

The housekeeper flattered her and said, "Mr. Lin's medical skills are truly amazing. Miss, your boyfriend is simply a miracle doctor!"

Lin Lang just smiled faintly, then looked at Zhao Qiankun and said, "Uncle, your old leg injury has just healed, and you still need to rehabilitate and train your leg muscles. I believe it won't be long before you can walk briskly."

Zhao Qiankun was overjoyed after hearing this, and looked at Lin Lang with gratitude and said, "Hey, Alang, you are really a noble person in our Zhao family!"

"Not only did you cure my daughter's congenital deafness, you also cured my old leg injury and helped me get out of the wheelchair. We, the Zhao family, have no way of repaying you for these two great favors!"

Lin Lang replied modestly: "Uncle, it's too polite for you to thank me. Your daughter and I are in a relationship, and I am the Zhao family's prospective son-in-law. We are a family."

Zhao Qiankun was very happy after hearing this, and laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, we are a family, hahahaha..."

"Alang, you are truly the Zhao family's lucky son-in-law!"

"You, my son-in-law Zhao, have decided that when my daughter marries, I will give her 30% of the shares of Taicheng Group as a dowry. When will you two get married?"

Zhao Lanshan blushed after hearing this, and said shyly, "Dad, you have to keep your word. I'm looking forward to you giving me 30% of the shares of Taicheng Group as a dowry."

Zhao Qiankun laughed loudly and said, "Your brother is an out-and-out prodigal son. If you let him run the Taicheng Group, it won't be long before it goes bankrupt."

"Only if you, as the elder sister, take over the Zhao family's business, can your brother live a long and comfortable life with plenty of money to spend. So sooner or later, your father will hand over the absolute controlling rights of Taicheng Group to you."

Zhao Lanshan stepped forward and held Zhao Qiankun's arm, crying and saying, "Dad, you are so good to me."

Zhao Qiankun smiled and said, "Silly girl, help me walk a few more steps. I have been sitting in a wheelchair for so many years that I almost forgot how to walk."

Zhao Lanshan happily supported Zhao Qiankun and walked unsteadily in the hall on the first floor of Zhao's villa.

Although Zhao Qiankun walked very slowly and with some difficulty, he enjoyed it and was as happy as a child who had just learned to walk.

However, at this moment, Zhao Qiankun suddenly felt a slight pain in his abdomen.

It turned out that it was a colon cancer tumor causing trouble in the body. Zhao Qiankun's body functions had changed when he stood up and walked, which stimulated the tumor cells in the intestine.

Zhao Lanshan panicked and hurriedly supported her father Zhao Qiankun, asking with concern: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Qiankun was in the excitement of recovering from his old leg injury, so he didn't think much about it and replied, "It's okay. Maybe I was in a bad mood because your brother was injured and hospitalized, so I didn't eat breakfast, and I was a little hungry and uncomfortable."

After hearing this, Zhao Lanshan hurriedly said, "Dad, then I will help you walk to the restaurant for lunch."

Zhao Lanshan smiled sweetly as she looked at Lin Lang and asked, "Hubby, it's already noon. You've been busy treating my dad's leg for quite a while. You must be hungry, right?"

Lin Lang smiled and replied: "It's okay."

After hearing this, Zhao Lanshan thought to herself, "What a pity! When you took advantage of me and tortured me in the hotel room this morning, your stomach was already growling. You must have been hungry for a long time."

Zhao Lanshan's eyes were full of tenderness when she looked at Lin Lang.

Zhao Qiankun said in a good mood: "Housekeeper, tell the kitchen to prepare the meal and add a few more delicious dishes to entertain the son-in-law who is visiting for the first time."

"Yes." The butler did so hurriedly.

At the Zhao family, Lin Lang was treated with great courtesy. Zhao Lanshan and her father Zhao Qiankun accompanied him warmly and went to the restaurant together.

The table was filled with delicious food and the aroma was everywhere.

Zhao Qiankun was in a very good mood. He glanced at the table full of food with a smile on his face. He turned to the butler beside him and said, "Go and get the bottle of good wine that I have treasured for many years. Alang cured my leg today, so we must celebrate it."

The butler responded and was about to get some wine.

Upon hearing this, Lin Lang quickly stood up, raised his hands slightly, and signaled the butler to wait.

Lin Lang looked at Zhao Qiankun and declined politely, "Uncle, I'm really sorry. When I took your pulse just now, I noticed that you had some discomfort in your intestines. Drinking alcohol may increase the burden on your intestines and be detrimental to your recovery."

"So let's not drink this wine today."

Zhao Qiankun's expectant expression froze for a moment, and a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes, but soon he threw his head back and laughed out loud, his hearty laughter echoing in the restaurant.

"Alang, you always keep uncle's health in mind, which makes me happier than drinking any wine."

"Okay, okay, this is true filial piety!"

"Today at noon, we will just eat and not drink." Zhao Qiankun was very satisfied with Lin Lang, his son-in-law.

After reseating herself, Zhao Lanshan sat next to Lin Lang during the meal with a happy smile on her face.

Zhao Lanshan kept picking up food for Lin Lang, fearing that Lin Lang would not have enough to eat on his first visit.

Lin Lang looked at the delicious food piled in the bowl, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, he turned his head to look at Zhao Lanshan, his eyes full of tenderness and doting, and said softly: "Shanshan, don't just pick food for me, you should eat more too."

Their eyes met, love flowed between them, and a sweet atmosphere filled the air as they exchanged glances.

Zhao Qiankun sat in the main seat and took in all of this.

Seeing how loving his daughter and Lin Lang were, Zhao Qiankun's heart was filled with joy and he always had a smile on his face. He sighed in his heart that his daughter had really found a good home and he could rest assured.

After the meal, Zhao Lanshan, with a smile on her face, took Lin Lang's arm affectionately and took him around the vast and luxurious Zhao's villa.

Along the way, the two talked and laughed. Lin Lang was attracted by the exquisite decoration and unique layout of the villa from time to time. The two people in sweet love had a great time talking to each other.

Before they knew it, they arrived in front of Zhao Lanshan's room.

Zhao Lanshan gently pushed open the door and walked into her boudoir first.

Lin Lang followed behind her. The moment he stepped into the room, a faint fragrance spread out. It was the unique smell of Zhao Lanshan's boudoir, which made Lin Lang feel a little dazed.

The overall style of the room is a fusion of European retro and modern simplicity. There are several abstract oil paintings with profound artistic conception hanging on the walls. The signature is actually the work of the beautiful painter Han Zaiyin, which adds a bit of elegance and artistic atmosphere to the space.

A huge princess bed was placed in the center of the room, with lavender bed curtains hanging softly like a dreamy curtain.

Next to the bed is an exquisite dressing table, filled with all kinds of precious cosmetics and accessories, each of which sparkles with luxury.

Lin Lang suddenly seemed to think of something. He turned around with a sly smile on his face, reached out and gently closed the door, then locked it with a "click".

Zhao Lanshan's face flushed all of a sudden. She looked at Lin Lang shyly, her voice became weak, and she asked knowingly, "Husband, you...you came to visit my room, why did you lock the door?"

Lin Lang raised the corner of his mouth in a charming arc. He took a few steps forward and naturally put his arms around Zhao Lanshan's slender waist. He lowered his head slightly and breathed in the faint fragrance emanating from her body. The sweet fragrance made his heart flutter.

Lin Lang's eyes flashed with a cunning light, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled wickedly: "Wife, I have the habit of taking a nap. I am a little sleepy. Let's take a nap now."

Zhao Lanshan's face became even more flushed after hearing this. She raised her hand and gently poked Lin Lang's chest with her fingers, half scolding and half teasing: "Huh, do you want to take a nap, or do you want to sleep with me?"

After hearing this, Lin Lang couldn't help but laugh out loud, and that laughter was full of pampering and tenderness.

"Of course I want to hug you and take a nap. You are my most beloved little wife."

Zhao Lanshan bit her lower lip lightly and replied shyly, "You are so bold. This is your first visit to our house and you want to hug me and take a nap in our house."

"If the servants saw it and told my father, he would be so embarrassed."

Not only did Lin Lang not let go of Zhao Lanshan, but he hugged her even tighter. He leaned close to her ear, his voice low and somewhat charming.

"Wife, the servants are all very sensible and dare not say anything."

"Besides, our doors are locked, how could anyone see us?"

"I'm really sleepy, let's go to bed and take a nap."

As he spoke, Lin Lang pulled the beautiful Zhao Lanshan and slowly walked towards the soft big bed. Every step he took was so eager and he looked a little impatient.

Zhao Lanshan couldn't help but laugh and joked: "Hubby, I'm afraid that you, a bad guy, will not be sleepy when you hug me in bed."

Lin Lang picked up Zhao Lanshan and gently placed her on the bed. He then lay down beside her and hugged her tightly face to face. Their breaths intertwined, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became ambiguous.

"Wife, I really just want to sleep." Lin Lang closed his eyes seriously, but there was a smile on his lips.

Zhao Lanshan looked at Lin Lang who had his eyes closed beside her. His long eyelashes, high nose bridge, and handsome face exuded a charm that Zhao Lanshan could not resist.

Zhao Lanshan felt her heart beating uncontrollably faster and couldn't help but murmur softly.

"Hubby, I want to see how long you can keep pretending to be serious. I don't believe that you will not touch me and take advantage of me during your nap."

As soon as he finished speaking, before three seconds had passed, Lin Lang slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of cunning and doting in his eyes.

Lin Lang first leaned forward gently and gave Zhao Lanshan a light kiss on her beautiful red lips, then his signature smirk appeared on his face.

"Wife, you can't blame me for being weak-willed. You're just too charming. Whenever I'm alone with you, I can't help but want to take advantage of you. What can I do?"