Although he said that on the phone, after all, he had just got off the plane and brought a lot of things. Jiang Wuyou still went back to his small home first, and then drove his parents to the new house that belonged to him and Tiffany.

Although Jiang's mother brought a large bag of small bags from China were basically placed in the small apartment that Jiang Wuyou bought, in order to see this so-called "daughter-in-law", Jiang's mother still specially selected a few gifts from the packages and brought them with her. Moreover, she secretly hid them in the small bag she carried with her. Even though Jiang's father asked curiously several times, Jiang's mother looked mysterious and unfathomable, which made Jiang's father scratch his head and couldn't remember what good things she brought from China. She didn't even know what she had brought from China.

The traffic in the city of Seoul is not very busy, but this is because it is not the peak period for commuting. However, even so, it usually takes more than ten minutes to get there, and Kang Gou-woo slowly drove for more than half an hour. Fortunately, the several open parks passing by around attracted the attention of Jiang’s father and mother, and Kang Gou-woo simply took his parents to visit Seoul.

The car was parked in the underground parking lot of the community. Seeing the staff who arrived and deployed various video instruments first, Jiang's father and mother watched with interest as they were installing instruments around Jiang Wuyou. Just as they were curiously watching Jiang Wuyou let others fiddle with, the two staff members also walked towards them with microphones.

The two people who didn't understand Korean looked at the two staff members holding portable microphones and talking to themselves, and were stunned. Although they could understand something like "Thank you", "Hello", "I love you", etc., facing the staff members who were "spraying" like a machine gun, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother still smiled bitterly and shook their heads, not knowing what to do or what to do.

Fortunately, Jiang Wuyou had already finished his work at this time. Looking back, he saw the two parents and the two staff members who didn't know much about Chinese, staring at each other, and even the commander and gesture, but still didn't understand each other's meaning, Jiang Wuyou touched his nose and came over to become the translator himself.

"So this is the microphone? Don't put it on your shirt?" Jiang's father, who was wearing a casual suit, took the things from the staff and listened to his son's explanation to wear this thing. The transceiver did not feel a little uncomfortable on his belt. As for the collar of the microphone loaded on the suit, he always had the urge to bow his head and lean over to speak.

Compared to Jiang's father's discomfort, Jiang's mother was obviously more accustomed to this new thing. She quickly took this matter not seriously, but she didn't know where to look out of a mirror. She looked at her makeup and dressed up.

Since the three of them were ready, Jiang Wuyou naturally took his mother's package and took them upstairs. However, when he walked to the front of the building, Jiang's father suddenly grabbed Jiang Wuyou.

"Huh? Dad, what's wrong?" Jiang Wuyou was a little surprised. He took out the key and stood at the gate, looking at his father holding him in confusion.

"You called just now and said we had already arrived downstairs?" Jiang's father asked in his eyes, but seeing Jiang Wuyou's movements shaking his head, he continued to ask without waiting for Jiang Wuyou's answer, "There is that doorbell in the house? It's that one, can connect to the house, right?"

Following the direction my father pointed, Jiang Wuyou looked at the answering machine with a numeric keypad like a password box door, and nodded in his senses.

"Yes, it should be connected to the home."

"Then ring the doorbell." Mr. Jiang said.

"But I have a key that I can open the door directly."

"Ring the doorbell." Jiang's father did not shout out his orders as loudly as the Koreans, but just said it gently. However, it was obvious that Jiang Wuyou was an obedient guy. Although he was a little confused, he still listened to Jiang's father and rang the doorbell.

"Du...Du..." Jiang Wuyou turned his head in confusion while listening to the sound coming from the answering machine. Obviously, he still didn't quite understand why he had to do this himself. However, while he was still considering the reason, Tiffany's voice had already come out of the answering machine.

"Hey? Is it Gouyou oppa?" Tiffany's voice seemed very nervous, just like a child who made a mistake and suddenly found that his parents were back. However, Kang Gouyou didn't seem to hear it, and just replied, "Yes, Mi-young, open the door, my parents have arrived."

"Why is it so fast?" Tiffany's voice suddenly became a little panicked, and even a little at a loss. Jiang Wuyou stood at the door, waiting for a long time but didn't wait until the door opened, but he only heard no one that seemed to be closed. From time to time, there were terrifying screams, and those ding-dong sounds, and Tiffany's rambling words like an old mother, intermittently: "Why is it so fast, why is it so fast..."

"Uh..." Jiang Wuyou shouted at the answering machine several times, but he didn't know what Tiffany was busy with. However, Jiang Wuyou's voice did not recall Tiffany's answer. After waiting for a long time, Jiang Wuyou had to close the call, and returned to the beginning again, using his key to open the door of the entire building.

Sitting on the elevator, Jiang's mother, who had been a little curious just now, finally asked Jiang's father:

"I said, Youyou clearly has the key, so why do you have to let your daughter-in-law open the door? Isn't that a waste of time?"

Jiang’s mother’s question was obviously also a problem that bothered Jiang Wuyou. Looking at the numbers rising little by little on the elevator door, Jiang’s father looked back at the two people waiting for his answer, especially after staring at Jiang Wuyou for a long time, he found that Jiang Wuyou really didn’t understand anything, and replied with some disappointment:

"I can't guess this? Hey, when we came, that one was called Mei, what was Mei? Oh, Meiying, what was this Meiying doing? It must be cooking. So, how long does it take for us to get from here to Gouyu's house? It's enough for that Meiying to clean up the house. If we open the door and walk into the room casually, we find that the room is very messy, what do you think of a mother? If that..."

When Jiang's father was planning to continue the discussion, he heard a ding dong sound, and the three of them had already arrived at the floor where the apartment was. Following Jiang Wuyou to the door of the room. This time, before Jiang Wuyou could wait for Jiang's father's question, Jiang Wuyou had already rang the doorbell again as he had done just now.

"Wuyou oppa!" Not long after, with the sound of a girl with a cute soft voice, the door of the room was also opened. When he walked into the room, Jiang's father and mother saw Tiffany's cute smirk like a chinchilla.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law..." Tiffany's shy expression made Jiang Wuyou's parents a little at a loss. As mentioned earlier, the two did not understand Korean, so although they could see that the cute girl in front of them was very shy, they were still confused and confused about what she said.

As Jiang's father said, although there was no real wiping the room, there were obvious signs of cleaning up. Especially when walking to the living room, looking at the particularly clean stove in the kitchen, Jiang Wuyou praised Jiang's father's experience while incredible Tiffany's ability to clean up quickly.

Because the meal prepared by Tiffany was not yet ready, Jiang Wuyou had to simply take her parents to visit the new house.

Fortunately, the house is in a good location and the sunshine makes both of them very satisfied. Jiang Wuyou's parents smiled and walked around the two rooms, and finally returned to the hall and sat on the sofa.

Seeing Tiffany busy in the kitchen, although she was busy, she seemed a little isolated and helpless. Jiang's mother obviously had an idle personality and walked over to help. Jiang Wuyou originally wanted to follow her and helped her translate even if she didn't work, but she found that even if she didn't use him, the communication between Jiang's mother and Tiffany was not as difficult as she imagined. Even if she gestured and guessed, Jiang's mother and Tiffany were preparing breakfast carefully like mother and daughter.

With the real experienced hands, Tiffany had prepared breakfast for almost three hours and finally got it done. Looking at Jiang Wuyou's voracious look, looking at Jiang's father and mother nodding repeatedly, Tiffany smiled so much that his eyes were almost hiding.

It seemed that it was Tiffany's smile that made her easily win the hearts of Jiang's father and mother. Sitting on the sofa in the hall, Jiang's father suddenly asked in confusion.

"Wuyou, do you treat her as a sister?"

"Hey, Dad, what do you mean?" Jiang Wuyou didn't know much about it. Where did these mindless words come from?

Jiang's father looked at Jiang's mother and Tiffany, who were always laughing and laughing, pointed at them and asked, "That girl, do you seem to be just treating her as a sister?" Jiang's father asked simply, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Jiang Wuyou's current attitude. "Although it's a variety show, it's better if you just treat her as a sister, it's better to keep a little distant. Don't hurt the girl's heart..."

"What, dad, just treat her like a sister." Jiang Wuyou retorted Jiang's father's words, "What does it mean to hurt a girl's heart? What are you saying?"

The atmosphere between Jiang Wuyou and Jiang's father was strange. Jiang's mother might think she was too close to Tiffany. The two of them who had just finished cleaning the kitchen sat close to each other again.

Tiffany was different from the embarrassment he had when he met Jiang’s father and mother just now. It seemed that because he won Jiang’s heart, her smile was even more beautiful at this moment. The silly smile like a totooth cat made Jiang’s mother smile every time. Even Jiang’s father, who was following or not, looked at Tiffany and Jiang’s mother with a smile and looked at what Tiffany and Jiang’s mother were talking about, and Jiang Wuyou also smiled and translated for them.

Perhaps the two were really too close to each other, and they were talking about clothes and accessories before, but later they didn't know why, and they had already talked about their favorite music. As the middle translator, Jiang Wuyou translated these words with a bitter face and he was neither clear nor interested in them.

In this situation, the more I chatted, the happier I felt, and the more I found that the cute little girl in front of me who occasionally showed a silly smile had the personality she liked and the taste she liked. In short, Jiang's mother, who was more and more similar to her, took advantage of the fact that both of them were not paying attention to her, took off a green jade bracelet from her wrist and put it on Tiffany's wrist.

"Is this?" Jiang Wuyou didn't know exactly what this thing was, and it seemed that he had never seen this item many times, so he stared at the jade bracelet in confusion. As for Tiffany, he looked at Jiang Wuyou with confusion, as if waiting for his answer. But Jiang's mother was very happy. She raised Tiffany's white wrist and looked at Tiffany's emerald green jade bracelet shining with charming colors on Tiffany's white white wrist that was flushing as frost as snow.

The most surprising one is Jiang's father. Looking at the jade bracelet on Tiffany's wrist, Jiang's father frowned suddenly, as if he didn't understand Jiang's mother's gift. However, looking at the two people who were still excited, Jiang's father just shook his head and didn't say much. Why did Jiang Wuyou say something in confusion:

"Does my mother seem to like it very much?"

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Chapter completed!