The old man's attention was entirely focused on those books. He only reluctantly sat down at the dining table after being called several times, and seemed completely absent-minded. Eight Zero E-Book (txt02.com) It wasn't until he finally remembered that today was the day he was supposed to host his future son-in-law that he felt deeply embarrassed. He quickly picked up his cup and kept drinking with Qin Feng. However, just after three cups, he became completely drunk—so drunk that he nearly slipped under the table. He refused to go to his bedroom and insisted on going to the study. With no choice, Qin Feng had to escort him there, where the old man fell asleep, holding several books in his arms. As for the dishes on the table, only a few spoonfuls had been stirred. Chen夫人 looked deeply disappointed and said, "This dead old man is truly embarrassing! Don't mind him, little Feng—let's keep eating. We don't have any fine dishes or delicacies here, but we'll certainly make sure you're well fed!" "Please have some, Auntie. Don't worry—I won't be shy at all." He began to eat heartily. No doubt about it, his several future mother-in-laws are truly skilled in the kitchen, making him, as a son-in-law, very well-fed. The three of them chatted and laughed freely, and the departure of the elder scholar had actually had no negative impact on the atmosphere—on the contrary, if he hadn't been slightly drunk, it might have disrupted the mood. After dinner, the mother and daughter went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. Noticing that her daughter hesitated several times before speaking, the mother took the initiative to ask, "Xiao Yue, is there something you'd like to say?" The daughter suddenly became shy, softly saying, "Actually, it's not much... I just... I'd like to move out and live elsewhere—would that be possible?" "Move out? Where?" Mrs. Chen exclaimed, eyes widening. "At Xiao Feng's house, isn't it?" Xiao Yue nodded. The mother's firm attitude made her feel the matter was now hopeless, and she wasn't sure how to explain it to Qin Feng. "Alright, then, let's move out." Chen Fu-lan offered that response. "What? Mom, you really agreed?" She was a bit hard to believe. "I certainly did," Chen Fu-lan smiled. "If my guess is correct, you've been living at Xiao Feng's place these days, haven't you? Since all the necessary things have been taken care of, moving you back home now would do no good—plus, when the time comes, you two will surely complain about me. Rather than making everyone unhappy, it's better to give you both ample space and freedom. Do whatever you like!" "Mom, you're so wonderful," her daughter hugged her arm and started jumping around. "This child—she's grown so big now, yet she still acts like a little kid." "Chen Fu-ren changed the tone of her speech: 'But as for your daughter, after all, you haven't married yet. Safety measures absolutely can't be overlooked. What if something unexpected happens? Then you'll definitely be in a bind. Don't forget them just because you're enjoying the moment!' The daughter blushed immediately and whispered, 'Got it. If I become pregnant before marriage, my father-in-law will certainly kill me to uphold the family's reputation. I won't give him that chance. As for my father—won't he have any objections?' 'He dares? This matter is settled by me. Who let him drink so heavily that he lost the right to object?' Chen Fu-ren decided on the spot. After tidying everything up, the three of them sat in the living room and enjoyed a while of tea. Qin the younger son, accompanied by his beautiful counselor, bid farewell. As for packing up, they could return anytime. Chen Yue had already planned it out—she would come back specifically during her father's teaching hours to pick up her things, so as not to feel awkward upon meeting him again." On the way back, Qin Feng took charge of driving, citing that the evening road conditions were unpredictable and that it was essential to assign the driving task to an experienced driver, so that in case of sudden incidents, the new driver wouldn't react too slowly and potentially cause an accident. In fact, he had a purpose—after several turns, a slight smirk appeared on his face. Thump… He pressed the brakes, executed a smooth rear-wheel drift, and the sedan came to a stop beside the roadside. Chen Yue asked curiously, "Why are we stopping? What's happened? Wait—this place seems so familiar. Have we been here before?" "Of course we have," Qin Feng smiled slyly. "You just can't remember. It was exactly here last time—we were caught by your parents, and from that day on, you moved into my home. Hehe!" "Ah, now I remember— I thought it was odd that it felt so familiar." The beautiful counselor suddenly realized, but then she immediately asked, "We don't need to stop, do we? We're heading home, aren't we? It's getting late, and we still have classes tomorrow. Let's just go back now!" Qin, the young nobleman, shook his head, his expression growing more determined, saying, "I think, since we've come this far, it's necessary to finish what we didn't complete last time, hehe!" "What exactly did we leave unfinished last time? Wait a minute—what are you doing, removing my clothes?!" Chen Yue grabbed his hand just as he was about to make her uncomfortable. Of course, Qin wouldn't stop. In just a few moments, he effortlessly removed her outer dress and then moved on to her undergarments, saying, "Of course, it's the car-ride pleasure—last time I removed your blouse but didn't really go all out. When I was at your place, I also didn't manage to fully enjoy myself. I've been eager to come here, right now, to finish it properly. The setting is quite nice—perfect for a car-ride pleasure session!" She immediately and firmly rejected: "No way—people will see! Didn't you just have your way with me right at my home just now?" "Rest assured," he said, now as eager and flushed as he had been at Chen's house, "the glass windows are fitted with the finest anti-shatter film—outside observers won't see a thing." The beauty's resistance gradually softened, until finally, Qin's scheme succeeded. The sports car began to sway rhythmically. Qin had last experienced such vibrations during his encounter with Huang Xiaozi, and it had been some time since then—now he was clearly thoroughly engaged. The swaying intensified, indicating that the two inside were fully committed, giving nothing away. Fortunately, it was nighttime, and in winter, few people strolled along this road—otherwise, they'd surely have been discovered. After swaying for over thirty minutes, having already reached climax twice, Chen Yue pleaded: "Husband, I really can't go on—I'm completely spent. Just let me go now, please!" "Then what should I do?" Qin, the young man, didn't reduce his pace at all. With his combat strength, another hour wouldn't be an issue. The beautiful teaching assistant finally gave in, saying, "Well, maybe... can I just use my mouth to help you out?" "Sure, absolutely!" Qin readily agreed. He got off the beautiful woman and settled comfortably, lying back to enjoy the unusual service. In the end, the teaching assistant poured all her energy into it, only to finally satisfy him. "I'm exhausted—I can't go on anymore," Chen Yue felt her tongue a bit sluggish, her speech coming out unclear. "Hehe, thank you so much, Yueyue! We're heading home now—I'll carry you inside when we get there."