Tang Yan was stunned for a while before coming to her senses.

"Haoran, is that you?"

"Xiaoyanzi, who else could it be if not me?"

The honest guy chuckled, it seemed he really had changed quite a bit.

It wasn’t just his girlfriend who reacted this way, even Qin Shiqing, his parents, they all felt he was different.

"Your hairstyle, and your clothes..."

Xiaoyanzi asked cautiously.

"Zelin helped cut it, and he picked out the clothes too!"

Lu Haoran said with a smile.

"Oh!"

I thought so. Haoran wouldn’t normally have this sense of style and taste in clothes.

"Yanzi?"

Mrs. Tang called from the living room, finding it odd that Tang Yan took so long to open the door.

"Come on in, my parents are waiting for you!"

Xiaoyanzi felt a little more confident about Lu Haoran.

Her boyfriend’s look, at least visually, would earn good marks now.

Bringing the honest guy into the living room, Father Tang and Mrs. Tang both turned their gaze to Lu Haoran, somewhat surprised.

They had met this young man before, and their initial impression was quite different from now.

Plus, their daughter also said, though Lu Haoran was good at everything, he was a bit old-fashioned and a bit dull.

Now looking at him, this young man wasn’t as old-fashioned or as dull as they thought, a little dressing up made a difference.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Tang, I’m Lu Haoran!"

The honest guy greeted them with a smile.

The rehearsal he did the day before yesterday with his "father-in-law" and "mother-in-law" paid off.

His hands didn’t shake, and he didn’t stutter.

The lines were taught by Coach Su. Although they seemed simple, they were actually well-crafted.

Each sentence shouldn’t be too short or too long.

If you just gave a simple "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Tang" greeting, it would be too little, making you seem wooden, hard to warm up to.

Saying too much isn’t good either, it would be rude to outshine the host.

Each time you speak, it’s best to keep it to three to five sentences.

And keep your speaking pace measured, which makes you appear more composed.

"Haha, Haoran, we’ve already met before, have a seat, make yourself comfortable!"

Li Lanxi, Mrs. Tang, was very enthusiastic.

Originally, she had mentally prepared herself for her daughter’s boyfriend to be a bit of a simpleton, but he was more satisfactory than she had imagined.

This is the advantage of having low expectations, easier to be surprised.

Tang Jisheng joked half-seriously, "Daughter, you always said he wasn’t good with words, but isn’t he fine?"

Actually, what Lu Haoran said wasn’t particularly extraordinary, just a very common greeting line. Given his honest nature, Su Zelin couldn’t craft too intricate a dialogue for him to shine, otherwise, it would backfire.

Yet the little cutie’s impression was favorable, his demeanor was composed, he spoke with a smile, not too much, not too fast, quite appropriately, which made Father Tang have a good impression of him.

Tang Jisheng’s words were a great encouragement to Lu Haoran.

The honest guy perked up.

Zelin’s script was truly outstanding!

"Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Tang."

Lu Haoran didn’t sit down right away.

If you sit down the moment an elder asks you to, it’s actually impolite. It’s better to wait a moment.

Once Xiaoyanzi sat down next to her mom, only then did the honest guy take his seat.

The two elders of the Tang family saw this and couldn’t help but nod secretly.

This detail showed the young man understood respect, and that in life, he would let their daughter have her way.

Lu Haoran didn’t really understand the intricacies, but he had a top-notch technical advisor!

With such a good buddy as a strategist, what great endeavor wouldn’t succeed?

When he sat down, he casually placed several bags on the table.

When it comes to gift-giving in social settings, there are two common approaches.

The first is to explicitly state it, for example, "Mr. Tang, I heard you like tea, so I bought you some tea leaves, just a small token of respect."

However, no matter how humble you are, there’s bound to be a bit of "Look, I’m giving you a gift" in those words.

Su Zelin’s advice for the honest guy was to say nothing, letting Xiaoyanzi mention it would be better.

Having communicated this beforehand, Tang Yan said proactively, "Dad, Haoran knows you like tea, so he bought you some tea leaves, and he got Mom a few bottles of health supplements."

When meeting the parents, generally one can give the male elders tea, tobacco, or wine, and something health-related for the female elders.

If you’re wealthy, you could give something more high-end, such as valuable calligraphy, paintings, or rare antiques. Such impressive gifts have immediate effects. In a past life, a certain loafer often did this, sometimes going to auction to get such items, not for personal collection, but for gifting.

Of course, with Lu Haoran’s condition, you can’t ask for too much, sticking to the basics is fine.

"Haha, Haoran, how thoughtful of you."

The two elders nodded slightly.

"Haoran, in this hot weather, you must be thirsty too. How about a cup of tea first?"

Tang Jisheng had been brewing Kung Fu tea, ready to serve the guests.

The honest guy quickly went over, "Mr. Tang, I’ll do it, let me do it."

He picked up the teapot, poured cups for the two elders first, then for Xiaoyanzi, and finally himself.

Father Tang and Mrs. Tang nodded continuously.

This young man was genuinely considerate, not as dull and wooden as their daughter described.

After pouring a few cups, one pot was finished, and the honest guy took on the task of tea brewing. A good buddy advised him that letting the future in-laws serve you tea was impolite, so this was a moment to slightly outshine, which they wouldn’t dislike, and it was also a chance to showcase his skills and spark their interest.

Following the procedures taught by Su Zelin, he brewed another pot. Tang Jisheng was slightly moved, "Oh, Haoran, you even know how to make Kung Fu tea?"