"Ruoying, with her son-in-law Zhang Yi and grandson Zhang Jian, pays respects to her father and mother. This unfilial daughter has burdened you with worries for so many years!"
Madam Zhang Qi appeared somewhat emotionally moved.
Beside her, Zhang Yi, tall in stature, with a slightly darkened face and some facial hair, exuded great authority. Witnessing this, he softly consoled Madam Zhang Qi. Yet, under Qi Yi's intense, stern gaze, his face tensed slightly, although this head of Zhang Family had quite a thick skin and remained unfazed.
He simply cupped his hands and said, "To my father-in-law and mother-in-law above, your son-in-law pays homage and congratulations on your great birthday!"
His face was solemn, completely indifferent to the piercing gaze from several brothers-in-law.
Zhang Jian watched and couldn't help but admire the thickness of his father's face, something he himself couldn't quite match.
Qi Yi's complexion was somewhat ashen.
