Early the next morning, the Sheng Family was busy tidying up, and Su Weiyi watched them with a serious demeanor, feeling her heart unexpectedly growing anxious again despite calming down earlier.

Soon it was past four in the afternoon, and Su Weiyi received a text from Sheng Yanxiao saying he had already arrived at the neighborhood gate, making her heart leap to her throat.

As it was the weekend, Mr. Sheng was home all day. Seeing his daughter’s anxious yet hopeful look, he smiled and pulled Su Weiyi to his side: "Daddy believes in Xiao Yi’s judgment, but I still have to see if that boy is worthy of my precious daughter."

Since childhood, Su Weiyi had been Mr. Sheng’s darling. She was not treated any less just because she wasn’t his biological daughter; on the contrary, Mr. Sheng doted on her far more than he did Sheng Yanxiao.

In Mr. Sheng’s eyes, daughters should be spoiled while growing up, so Su Weiyi practically had whatever she wanted, and even things she didn’t ask for, Mr. Sheng would find a way to place in front of her.

The father-daughter relationship was very good, but because it was so good, Su Weiyi was even more afraid of how he would react upon meeting Sheng Yanxiao later.

Su Weiyi forced a smile: "Daddy, he’s the best boy."

Mr. Sheng’s eyes flashed with shrewdness, but he didn’t say anything more.

Before long, the doorbell rang. Mrs. Zhang went to open the door first and, upon seeing the visitor, announced to the three people sitting in the living room: "Sir, Madam, the young master is back."

Sheng Yanxiao wore a sharp black suit, appearing both slender and handsome.

Miss Tang was the first to approach: "What a coincidence today, Yanxiao, could it be that you knew Xiao Yi’s boyfriend was coming and came back especially?"

Before Sheng Yanxiao could speak, Mr. Sheng already coldly snorted. Ever since their last unpleasant father-son encounter, they hadn’t had a good conversation.

Sheng Yanxiao ignored his father’s cold snort, walked straight up to Su Weiyi, and in front of everyone, took her hand: "Dad, Mom, I am her boyfriend."

"Bang," just as Sheng Yanxiao’s voice fell, Mrs. Zhang, who was carrying fruit over, let go, and the fruit plate fell to the ground, while the surrounding air instantly froze.

Su Weiyi lowered her head, completely daring not to look at the expressions of those in front of her, only feeling the surrounding air suddenly turn cold.

With her head down, she didn’t see the fleeting smile in Miss Tang’s eyes, blatantly writing "I knew it" in large letters.

After the short freeze of the air, Su Weiyi heard an angry shout from her always doting father: "Scoundrel!"

Su Weiyi’s body instinctively trembled, yet her hand was held tighter.

The warmth of Sheng Yanxiao’s palm spread from her fingertips throughout her body, and Su Weiyi clenched her teeth, raised her head, "Daddy, Mommy, he really is my boyfriend."

Mr. Sheng’s face was ashen, furious to the extreme, a side of him Su Weiyi had rarely seen, making the air in the Sheng Family freeze utterly due to his complexion.

Su Weiyi’s heart sank with a thud, indeed...indeed, the storm had arrived after all.

Yet, there was no trace of fear in Sheng Yanxiao’s eyes; facing his father’s reprimand, his eyes were utterly righteous.

"Scoundrel, do you know she’s your sister."

"No blood relation."

"No blood relation, she is still your sister."

"I love her, she loves me too. Previously she was my sister, in the future she will be my wife."