Domineering Son-In-Law

During this exchange, Wang Ziyan tried to find out the similarities between the people, but the only similarity was that these people came from all directions and were gathered together by Paradise Island.    

This could only prove that the Sky Hall Island was very powerful and could not prove anything else.    

In the car, Wang Ziyan tried to find something from Lin Faang in large numbers.    

However, she had been looking at this face for who knows how many years. Only today did she realize that this face was covered by a layer of fog that no one could see through.    

When they returned to the hotel, neither of them spoke a single word.    

The next day, Wang Ziyan booked a flight ticket.    

They left at noon and only returned home in the afternoon.    

When she arrived at the door, she found a pile of express delivery boxes at the door. They were all collected by the security guards and placed at the door.    

"Have you bought anything recently?" Wang Ziyan turned to Lin Faang and asked.    

Lin Faang shook his head. He would choose whatever he wanted to buy himself. He rarely bought anything online.    

"I didn't buy it. Who gave it to me?"    

Wang Ziyan went forward and checked the name of the note. The corner of her mouth slightly cracked open and she revealed a happy smile. Her eyes were filled with tears.    

"This little girl, I thought she forgot about me!"    

"Who gave it to me?" Lin Faang asked.    

"One of my best friends in college is an international student. When she returned to China, we never contacted her again. I didn't think she would send me so many gifts."    

Wang Ziyan opened the package after she finished speaking.    

Inside was a photo album. On it were the details of the other party.    

Lin Faang glanced at it. It was a blonde Asian woman.    

"She is a mixed-blood, her father is a citizen of Italy, and her mother is a citizen of China. I heard that her father is a noble count in Italy. He is a very impressive person."    

Lin Faang nodded. It was not easy to get a noble title in England. Except for heredity, unless she had made a great contribution to England, it was unknown whether she was from the former or the latter.    

"Pa!"    

Wang Ziyan closed the album and looked at the large pile of express delivery at the door. She was somewhat distressed.    

"This little girl is really. Why did she suddenly send so many express deliveries?"    

This could be explained by Lin Faang. It was very inconvenient to send overseas express deliveries. Even if it was only separated by a city, how could it be considered fast for a month? Half a month was called miraculous. It was called a miracle to arrive within a week!    

Not to mention international express deliveries. Looking at the quantity, it took at least half a year before they were sent together.    

"That's enough! Let's clean up the express delivery and block the entrance. We can't go in either." Lin Faang said.    

Wang Ziyan nodded and rolled up her sleeves with Lin Faang.    

She was in charge of the small things and Lin Faang was in charge of the big ones.    

First, they cleared a path and came out. They opened the door and moved in one by one.    

There were a total of 36 packages. The small ones were 23 pieces, and the big ones were 13 pieces.    

After moving them, they were going to start disassembling.    

It had to be said that women had exceptional talent in the disassembling of packages.    

In less than ten minutes, all 36 packages were dismantled by Wang Ziyan and thrown to the side.    

Most of them were souvenirs with special meaning. They were all souvenirs that the other party had gone to every place to sell. They were carefully selected and sent.    

The most precious thing was that there was a gold medal inside. On it was inscribed that Jesse had won the English national sword fighting champion.    

Thinking back to the picture in the album, it was indeed a picture of the other party's fencing competition. It looked very handsome.    

"I didn't think that Wailing Ghost would become a national fencing champion. It's really a change in women." Wang Ziyan praised. Her eyes were full of memories.    

Lin Faang also nodded slightly. The champion of the national fencing competition represented that he was the ceiling of the English fencing competition. It showed that she had some real skills.    

Wang Ziyan casually picked up a letter from the table full of English letters. It was written in spelling and Wang Ziyan accepted it!    

Lin Faang quietly moved away from Wang Ziyan when he saw this. It was just Wang Ziyan's personal privacy. Even if they were husband and wife, they had to give people enough private space and secrets.    

Wang Ziyan opened the letter and looked at each line of words in detail.    

In the end, she revealed a sincere smile with incomparable joy and kept the letter, which was very precious.    

Picking up her phone, carrying the letter, she jogged upstairs to her room and went to make a phone call with Soong Xue.    

Lin Faang smiled and got up. He tidied up the room by himself and scattered the bags and trash all over the floor.    

Half an hour later, he finished packing the trash and looked around. During his absence, he had piled up a layer of dust and started to clean up.    

Until dinner time.    

Lin Faang cleaned up and even prepared food.    

"Ziyan! Come down and eat!    

Lin Faang shouted.    

Soon Wang Ziyan walked down the stairs with a cheerful pace.    

Even when she was eating, she had a smile on her face. She was really afraid that she would choke later.    

Usually, when she ate, she would be gentle and elegant. This time, after a few mouthfuls, she went upstairs again.    

Lin Faang did not say much. After all, she was his best friend whom he had not seen for a few years. Naturally, he was more excited. Then, he quietly took out his phone from his pocket and sent a text message to a certain number.    

"Beep! Beep!"    

Three minutes later.    

The other party replied!    

Jesse Smith!    

British champion swordsman.    

Dad: Ken Smith, Earl!    

The British against the Minister of Foreign Affairs of China.    

Seven days later, there was a martial arts exchange between China and England.    

Jesse was the captain of this English exchange meeting.    

Before this, the other side had already swept through America, Russia, and a few others. The Great Country, the Great Country, the Great Country, the Great Country, the Great Country, the Great Country, the Great Country. None of the younger generation was a match for them. Even some of the older generation were at a disadvantage.    

After reading the message, Lin Faang deleted it silently.    

The f * cking exchange meet was clearly here to show off and slap their faces.    

At the level of martial arts, one's strength was at least at the level of God Control. It could basically sweep across all the young generation in the world.    

Those older generation, unless they didn't want their old faces anymore, otherwise, they wouldn't be able to fight a little girl at all.    

If they won, they would be bullied by the big and bullied by the small.    

If they lost, it would be even more troublesome. This meant that there was no one among the younger generation in China.    

Of course, this kind of performance competition was different from a life and death battle.    

Although the martial arts level had the power to control gods, it was different from those controlling gods that were trained in life and death situations. There was still a huge gap between them and those controlling gods that had been trained in life and death situations. They were not on the same level. They were not on the same level.    

This type of competition that was suitable for ordinary people had strict rules. Strong armor. There was no blood at all.    

It also looked more beautiful. It was okay to deal with ordinary people, but if it was taken out to deal with martial artists, it was no different from seeking death.    

But mobilizing martial artists was another concept. It was almost the same as declaring war.    

Once he made his move, Without blood, there was no return.    

Once he made his move, it would be difficult to resolve it whether it was on the political or the public level.    

Therefore, if a young martial artist appeared in any country, they would basically go to other countries to show off. This kind of thing happened more than once or twice.    

After a while, after the storm passed, everything would be fine.    

After Lin Faang finished eating, he cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks and stretched lazily.    

He had been tired for the whole day. He had been on a plane for half a day. He still had to be busy when he got home.    

After taking a bath, Lin Faang laid down on the bed and fell asleep.    

The next day.    

The days returned to normal.    

Wang Ziyan went to work as usual.    

At the banquet on Paradise Island, she made friends with a large group of people to let her company have the strength to walk out of the province.    

In the next few days, she was basically busy with the expansion of her company.    

Lin Faang, on the other hand, had nothing to do. He was busy in the company.    

Most of the time, he was a security guard at the door. He chatted with the gatekeeper at the door and talked about his stories when he was young.    

Five days later.    

"Sir! Your daughter-in-law came to pick you up again."    

In the evening, the sun was only left with a hint of orange light. Under the light, there was a woman who looked ordinary and had a plump figure. She was driving an electric car and waiting outside the company's entrance.    

When Sir System saw his daughter-in-law, a happy smile appeared on his face. She was old. What could be better than his son and daughter-in-law being filial to him?    

"Is it time to get off work? Time flies."