Three days later in the evening.

Lin Jinyan sat on the sofa in the living room with a calm expression, and Fang Tang, who was also calm, sat next to him.

Last night, Fang Tang finally plucked up the courage to call her father.

On the phone, she still did not mention her boyfriend's matter, but just asked the other party to come and take a look, without delaying the time until next month.

So, Fang's father simply made the meeting time tonight.

The two were waiting for Fang’s father to come to the door.

It feels like waiting to go to the execution ground...

"By the way, what is your dad doing?" Lin Jinyan asked seriously at the TV series on the wall ahead.

The TV was not turned on, and the dark and shiny screen reflected his own black and white figure, looking quite depressing.

"I have been in the office of a small company. I have forgotten what I do. Anyway, I am not a leader or a technical station." Fang Tang replied thinking.

"Oh." Lin Jinyan responded, fell silent, and continued to stare at the TV in a daze.

About a minute later, he couldn't help but turn his head and asked, "Your dad can't hit people, right?"

"No." Fang Tang smiled with his lips and shook his head, "My dad has a good temper and feels like he is a better person than you."

"Oh, then I'll feel relieved." Lin Jinyan breathed a little relieved.

He is a good old man who only chooses to take action when facing bad people.

My father-in-law has a better temper than him... Even if he knows that his daughter lives with her boyfriend, he probably won't consider doing it, right?

"But that happened almost ten years ago. I don't know whether my temper has changed now." Fang Tang added.

"..." Lin Jinyan's heart, which had just fallen, raised again, "Is it possible that his temperament will change drastically after the divorce?"

"Well... there is this possibility." Fang Tang nodded thinking.

"..." Lin Jinyan turned around and continued staring at the TV screen in a daze.

Fang Tang thought for a while, got up and walked into his bedroom, tidied it up for a while, then returned to the living room, sat down next to Lin Jinyan, and reached out to hug his arm.

Lin Jinyan withdrew his thoughts and turned his head to look at her: "What's wrong?"

"After a while, try to speak as little as possible. Let me talk to him first. When I explain it clearly to him, you can just answer some of his questions depending on the situation." Fang Tang reminded.

"Don't I have to speak on my own initiative?"

"You act too proactively, but it may make my dad disgusted. Just be more normal."

"Okay." Lin Jinyan nodded and continued to stare at the TV screen.

Fang Tang bulged his cheeks, tilted his head and leaned gently on his shoulder, thinking silently.

Half an hour later, her cell phone rang.

Fang's father called and said that he had arrived downstairs and asked her to open the door on the first floor first.

Fang Tang responded and turned around and handed Lin Jinyan a look.

Lin Jinyan let out a long sigh, immediately got up and walked to the entrance, and opened the door on the first floor remotely.

Afterwards, he did not walk back to the living room, but leaned against the wall and waited quietly for his father-in-law to come to the door.

A minute later, the doorbell rang.

Lin Jinyan closed his eyes and brewed for a moment, then reached out to open the door.

As the barrier disappeared, the two men inside and outside the door unconsciously focused on each other.

What Lin Jinyan saw was a middle-aged man who was half a head shorter than himself, with a medium figure, lush black hair and a gentle appearance.

What Fang's father saw was a young, handsome, calm and elegant big boy.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes flashed with a lot of emotions, but their limbs did not move at all, and the air seemed to condense.

About three seconds later, Fang's father suddenly came to his senses, turned his eyes, raised his arm, and asked to the phone call that had not been hung up on his hand, "I'm at 502, why is the guy who opened the door a boy?"

"I'm here." Fang Tang's crisp voice came from the room and from the phone's earpiece at the same time.

Fang's father was stunned and turned his gaze to Lin Jinyan again.

Lin Jinyan turned to her side with a polite smile on her face, exposing Fang Tang, who was sitting on the sofa to the other party's sight.

"This..." Fang's father looked at his daughter blankly, then looked at Lin Jinyan, feeling that his brain was completely unreal.

Is this a classmate invited by my daughter?

Or a hidden boyfriend?

He didn't know what the situation was, so he didn't know what to react or mood to deal with it for the time being.

"Dad~"

Fang Tang shouted, and ran to the front door in small slippers, grabbed the other person's wrist and pulled it to his bedroom, "Don't stand at the door, let's go back to the room to chat."

"This..." Fang's father looked at Lin Jinyan, and he wanted to ask something, but in the end he still didn't ask.

Let's wait until you enter the room before listening to your daughter's explanation.

Bang--

The door of Fang Tang’s bedroom is closed, isolation between the inside and outside worlds.

Lin Jinyan breathed a long sigh, closed the door, turned around and returned to the sofa to sit down, and continued to wait quietly.

It's really tormented...

...

Fang Jingwen stood in his daughter's bedroom, turned around, looked around, looked at the indoor environment carefully, and nodded secretly.

It's pretty good, a little better than his current family environment.

"Dad, sit down."

Fang Tang pulled out the chair in front of the desk, placed it behind him and signaled for a moment. Then he turned around and sat on the bed, his legs together, and his hands were placed flat on his thighs, making a good look.

Today she specially changed into casual trousers and a round-neck T-shirt. She had very little skin exposed on her body, and she looked like a reserved and good baby.

No, it's not like, she is a good baby.

Fang Jingwen glanced at his good daughter and asked directly: "Who is that boy?"

"High school classmate." Fang Tang answered honestly.

"Is he here to play today?" Fang Jingwen frowned slightly.

I ran to my female classmate's house in the middle of the night. Could it be that I had some intentions?

"He..." Fang Tang pursed his lips, tangled for a moment, and stuttered, "He lives here."

"What?" Fang Jingwen widened his eyes, his expression was astonished, thinking that he had heard it wrong, "Did you just say something?"

"I said that he lives here, and this house belongs to him." Fang Tang whispered.

"..." Fang Jingwen fell silent, stared at her for a while, forcibly suppressing the surging inside, and asked, "Have you paid the rent?"

"Yes." Fang Tang nodded obediently.

Even if the diet is rent, she and Lin Jinyan agreed from the beginning.

Although this oral agreement was invalidated the day after confirmation, it did exist.

"That's how it is." Fang Jingwen breathed a little relieved when he heard this, "In other words, he is your landlord now?"

"Yes." Fang Tang continued to nod obediently.

"You two live here?"

"Um."

"..." Fang Jingwen continued to frown.

Although the boy was just the landlord, he still felt that it was very inappropriate.

My daughter and the other person are both young people and high school classmates. They will definitely chat often.

Two people live under the same roof, and after a while, some feelings will inevitably arise, if...

"Does his parents usually care about what they do?"

"He has always been alone..." Fang Tang roughly told Lin Jinyan's life experience.

"That's how..." Fang Jingwen narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathy in his heart.

He was a person who was prone to soft-heartedness, otherwise he would not have let Fang Tang's mother get more and more arrogant and eventually lost the custody of her daughter.

Of course, the soft-heartedness I was back then was not aimed at my ex-wife, but at my own daughter.

He is soft-hearted, but not cowardly.

If someone dares to bully his daughter, he will never be able to spare the other party easily.

But if my daughter made her own choice...
To be continued...