Suburban Villa
Mo Xiuchen watched Luo Haofeng looking into the mirror repeatedly, his meticulously groomed appearance resembling that of an ancient minister meeting the emperor.
He chuckled and said, "Ah Feng, stop grooming yourself. If you continue, Uncle Bai will only think you're too flashy and insincere."
Upon hearing this, Luo Haofeng, who was focused on the mirror, turned around and frowned at Mo Xiuchen, who was lounging elegantly in a nearby chair.
Annoyed, he said, "Xiuchen, can't you say something nice to boost my confidence?"
Mo Xiuchen laughed dismissively, "Aren't you always overflowing with confidence? Do you really need someone else to boost it?"
"How can an ordinary day compare to today? Today I'm meeting Xiaoxiao's dad, my future father-in-law."
Luo Haofeng retorted discontentedly.
His words amused Mo Xiuchen.
Mo Xiuchen's smile gradually spread across his handsome face, eventually lighting up his entire expression.
