“Susu! Listen to your father. When choosing a husband, you have to look at his face. A man with peach-blossom eyes and thin lips, who’s frivolous and untrustworthy, and has no manners whether standing or sitting, must never become a son-in-law of the Fang family!”
“...”
Just then, that very man, with his peach-blossom eyes and thin lips, standing and sitting with no sense of propriety and sweet words spilling from his mouth, came over and bowed deeply.
“Father-in-law, your humble son-in-law pays his respects!”
“Ah... It’s this fellow! You boys in the family, are you all dead? Beat him out of here!”
