Lu Ye wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, stealing a glance at Ouyang Yi, feeling very uneasy.
Could his father-in-law have recognized him?
But, but three entire years had passed!
How had he recognized him?
But if Ouyang Yi hadn't recognized him, why would he have gone to the kitchen to get a tissue?
Lu Ye took a deep breath and quietly hooked his pinky finger with Lin Wu's.
It was very light.
The movement was also very quick.
Lin Wu looked back at him, quickly catching the plea in his eyes, and immediately walked over to Ouyang Yi, clinging to him in a rare display of coquetry, "Dad, why do you need to go to the kitchen for a tissue?"
Ouyang Yi was even more furious!
His daughter rarely acted coquettishly at home, and he hadn't expected her first display of such behavior to be for an impolite young man!
