Lin Fan's Immortality Makes Us Uneasy

Night fell.

At a luxurious hotel.

"Little Shi, you really are something. How could you not come to such an important occasion? How am I supposed to feel as your mother?"

Su Ting furrowed her delicate brows, speaking dissatisfiedly to the person on the other end of the phone.

On the other side, Xu Shi knew she was in the wrong but still said,

"Mom, I really have something very, very important tonight."

"I don't care what important things you young people are talking about. Could it be more important than having a family reunion dinner together?"

Su Ting said "complain" while speaking resentfully.

She was a strong woman who valued family very much.

And for the Xu family, money was just a number.

The love between family members, however, was something that could never be replaced.

Hearing her mother's displeased tone.

Xu Shi quickly thought, suddenly her cheeks blushed, and she decisively said,

"Mom, I can come over now, but what about my future son-in-law, do you still want him?"

Su Ting was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise.

"You child, when did you find one? Why didn't you tell your mother? Where is he from? How is he to you? What's the progress with you two? When are you going to bring him home?"

A barrage of questions.

Xu Shi was left confused.

In such a short time.

Where could she find a son-in-law?

And the son-in-law's matter wasn't far off - it was right in front of her!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem--------Mom, is that how you ask questions? You'll scare him away."

"Scare him away? Dating without the intention of getting married is just fooling around. His family's condition isn't important to me as long as he's good to you and his character is decent. Come on, tell me his name first, and I'll help screen him."

"Ah, haha, haha---------Mom, I'm busy, he's coming, so I'll hang up first. Love you (๑′ᴗ‵๑)ILᵒᵛᵉᵧₒᵤ❤"

Xu Shi hurriedly hung up the phone.

Afraid that Su Ting would continue asking questions.

Making a lie.

Was simple.

But to keep that lie from being exposed.

Required more lies to cover it up.

Thus, an infinite loop of lies.

If just one link goes wrong.

The falsehood would unravel.

To put it simply, the more you say, the more mistakes you make.

Su Ting had not anticipated that Xu Shi would hang up so quickly.

"Is this prospective son-in-law real or not?"

Judging by her daughter's temper.

She would never find someone to impersonate.

Su Ting was absolutely certain of this.

Better to believe it exists.

"Ting, the dishes are all ready, come in."

Xu Fuqiang came out and said.

He glanced at Su Ting's expression.

Xu Fuqiang was a bit confused.

"Did Little Shi pick up the phone?"

Su Ting nodded, "Yes, she's now on a date with our future son-in-law."

Xu Fuqiang's expression changed.

The daughter he had raised for many years.

Was finally going to be handed over.

Thinking of this.

Xu Fuqiang's heart ached greatly!!!

But that was just a small part of his pain.

What really made Xu Fuqiang's heart colder was that Xu Shi didn't bring the person home.

At least let him, the father.

Help screen the guy beforehand.

"Why didn't she bring him back?"

"Probably because she's shy."

"Shy? Is my Xu family a dragon's lair? Or is Xu Fuqiang a monster who devours people?"

Xu Fuqiang expressed his dissatisfaction without holding back.

Su Ting smiled sweetly, "You're being silly. Didn't you say the dishes were ready? Let's go in, don't keep our in-laws waiting."

Meanwhile.

On the other side.

At the Han family residence.

Lights were strung up.

It was quite lively.

The servants heard that their eldest lady was bringing her boyfriend home to meet the parents.

Everyone was in high spirits.

The usual vicious gang members.

Now all looked like well-behaved babies, innocuous and easy to get along with.

"Woohoo--------------Young mistress has finally come to her senses."

"Yeah!!! Waiting for Xu Mo is useless, he's already married, our young mistress has been waiting so long without getting a response, that kind of rich boy isn't worth it."

"Isn't that right? With our young mistress's conditions, there would be a swarm of suitors rushing over."

Everyone chattered.

Inside the Han family villa living room.

Various delicious dishes were already laid out on the table.

Seated at the head of the table was Han Xiong.

Beside him were Han Zhiqi's parents.

As well as Han Zhiqi's uncles and aunts.

Everyone was genuinely happy to hear that Han Zhiqi was bringing her boyfriend home.

This was a family gathering.

With laughter and joy.

All the pressure was now on Han Zhiqi!!!

After all, she was the one who called them over.

To have to have them meet her boyfriend's blood under such a festival for family reunions.

Would be awkward.

If Han Zhiqi said she wasn't under pressure, that would be a lie.

Try to imagine this.

You tell your parents that you're bringing your girlfriend or boyfriend home.

The whole family is happy, warmly receiving them.

And in the next moment.

You're in front of everyone.

Killing your girlfriend or boyfriend right then and there!!!

Showing no restraint.

Even while eating.

How would people think about this?

What about your reputation in the future?

Which woman would want to be labeled a venomous beauty behind her back?

And for Xu Mo, Han Zhiqi risked everything, wholeheartedly helping Xu Mo block all troubles.

"Zhiqi, where are your friends? Let them come down and have dinner together."

Han's Mother said.

In the afternoon.

Han Zhiqi had brought several friends home.

Before they could even meet.

Han Zhiqi directly took them to her room.

On the second floor of the villa.

Han Zhiqi smiled, "Mom, I've already had food sent to them, it's fine."

"How is it fine?! That would only make people feel that the Han family is not polite!" Han's father said with a stern face, his tone vague.

Han Zhiqi retorted, "They are my friends, it's their opinion, not mine, what have I done wrong?"

Father and daughter were at a standoff!

"Alright, alright, Old Man, you should say less."

Han Xiong spoke in a deep voice.

The old man still had quite a bit of authority in the family.

Although Han's Father felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart, he had to listen to his old man.

The dining table fell into a momentary silence.

Then Han Zhiqi's third uncle advised his niece, saying,

"Your dad is just concerned about you."

"Yes, yes, Zhiqi, don't take it to heart."

Other uncles also spoke up to help.

In the second floor of the villa district.

In Han Zhiqi's room.

Xu Shi, An Youyi, Song Ligang.

Were waiting inside.

Gao Liyuan and Gao Liming, the logistics team.

With Han Zhiqi's help.

Infiltrated the Han family's surveillance equipment system.

All places equipped with surveillance cameras in the Han family villa.

All were monitored by the Gao siblings.

This time, they were directly not giving Lin Fan any chance to catch his breath.

Even if Lin Fan somehow survived.

He would still not escape the surveillance of the Gao siblings.

Human GPS, locked on.

Could Lin Fan grow wings and fly away?

"Young mistress, do we really have to do this?"

Song Ligang asked in a muffled voice.

Xu Shi raised an eyebrow, "Do you have any objections?"

Song Ligang hastened to explain, "I don't have any objections, it's just that after it's done, Miss Han will be under unimaginable pressure."

Xu Shi has curved eyebrows.

Did she not consider these?

Of course, she had.

She had also advised Han Zhiqi.

Maybe it was better to just make a move on the road.

But Han Zhiqi felt that wasn't appropriate.

People were easier to deal with when they were most relaxed.

Therefore, Han Zhiqi was willing to go to any length to eliminate Lin Fan.

This spirit touched her.

Xu Shi took a deep breath and said, "This isn't something you need to worry about, if Lin Fan doesn't die, we won't feel at ease, Lin Fan must die tonight! You just need to do your part, the rest we'll handle ourselves."

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