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The young man in Silver Armor opened his arms, swung them vigorously, and then jumped into the courtyard. He took a few steps to the window, flipped over, and slipped inside, landing next to Qin Yaru. He sat down confidently across the rosewood table, and Gao Feng looked at his beloved woman with joy in his eyes.
Qin Yaru was both amused and exasperated: "It's New Year's, and you actually didn't go home?"
After all, he was a descendant of the Gao Family. Even though in his heart he still considered himself a special forces soldier from the Twenty-First Century, he could not deny that the body he was currently using belonged to the Gao Family.
Not going home for the New Year could easily be labeled as unfilial by others, leaving him with no way to argue.
Gao Feng lazily reached out and took Qin Yaru's slender hand into his palm. His movements were extremely relaxed and natural, which even roused the drowsy Qin Yizhi from a distance.
As for Zhao Heir and Qin Xiu, they were already dumbfounded. They were a legal couple but dared not be too reckless in front of their father-in-law. Gao Feng, on the other hand, flirted with his unmarried daughter right in front of him with such ease, showing no fear of being choked to death by his future father-in-law in a fit of rage.
Qin Yizhi's mouth twitched as he gritted his teeth and said, "General Gao, please behave yourself and remove your hand from my daughter's." Gao Feng turned his head and smiled, his brows relaxing. The anger that had just begun to surface in Qin Yizhi vanished without a trace.
There was nothing he could do; Gao Feng's appearance was too good. Even with such unruly behavior, it was still pleasing to the eye. Of course, Qin Yizhi felt embarrassed to make too much noise—after all, his silly daughter was sitting there calmly. Even when that man held her hand, she merely switched hands while continuing to examine the chessboard.
Qin Yizhi's brow twitched as he sighed inwardly. His eldest daughter had grown up; she used to be so well-mannered and proper. How did she end up being even crazier than her mother?
Years ago, Qin Yizhi's wife was the type who would throw flowers and fruits at him on the street until he felt dizzy. In a moment of distraction, he had inadvertently agreed to their marriage. Later they had two daughters, both gentle and shy good girls—none resembling his wife—and he felt relieved.
Taking a few deep breaths, Qin Yizhi forced himself to smile amiably and said to Gao Feng: "General Gao is a person of propriety. You are welcome to visit; why not come over for a cup of hot tea? We can chat."
He thought he was being quite polite; if Gao Feng still cared about face, he should take the hint and honestly distance himself from his daughter.
"I have come to propose."
Unexpectedly, this person, who did not play by the rules at all, actually pulled Qin Yaru up, stood up, and respectfully presented himself in front of Qin Yizhi, saying earnestly, "My esteemed Father-in-law, please allow me to bow to you."
Qin Yizhi's head buzzed; he suddenly felt a rush of heat. That frail body surprisingly moved a considerable distance in an instant, his face turning red with anger.
As for Zhao Zichang and Qin Xiu, they were already dumbfounded and had not uttered a word.
Outside, Qin Wenyuan, who was practicing his spear skills, froze in place, almost poking himself in the foot with the spear. He gasped and exclaimed helplessly, "My dear general, what has gotten into you? If you had just asked a matchmaker to propose properly, would my Daddy have refused? Who comes directly to the door during the New Year and calls someone 'Father-in-law' right away?"
Qin Yaru was also quite surprised. However, when she looked up and saw Gao Feng's serious expression, she suddenly felt a bit impulsive. For a moment, she didn’t want to advise him or argue; she simply let him hold her hand obediently, just like long ago, listening to him and following his wishes.
Qin Yizhi's face turned both red and pale. It took him a while to calm his racing heart. Of course, he thought Gao Feng was an excellent son-in-law—someone who saved his son and was willing to go through great lengths to oppose Xiangyang Wang and the Pang Family for his children. He had no complaints.
It was precisely because of this satisfaction that he did not explode in anger at the audacity of this young man daring to come to his door and claim his daughter.
"Father-in-law, I am serious. I will ask a matchmaker to propose, but you must agree. Whether you agree or not, Qin Yaru is mine—she was mine in the last life, she is mine in this life, and she will still be mine in the next life."
Qin Wenyuan gestured frantically and stomped his foot. But Gao Feng, being such a clever man, was acting foolishly at this moment—not only refusing to apologize but also drunkenly going overboard by pulling the girl into his arms. Qin Wenyuan closed his eyes, almost afraid to witness the impending disaster. Frowning as he looked up, he saw Gao Feng casually placing a bundle he had been carrying onto the table.
He opened the bundle and took out its contents one by one, laying them on the table.
"A mansion granted by the Emperor for the General's residence, eighteen houses in Kaifeng, seventy-two estates across various regions, nine jewelry shops, three granaries, fifteen taverns, one tea garden, two hundred acres of land, and five hundred thousand taels of silver... This is all my property; it has all been placed under Qin Yaru's name as her dowry. In the future, everything—including treasures bestowed by the Emperor—will belong to Qin Yaru. From now on, I Gao Feng will have only one woman: Qin Yaru. Everything I have is hers; my life is hers as well. I will treat Da Lang as my own son and let him carry my surname. Our first child will bear the surname Qin."
Qin Yizhi was initially furious, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel touched. He was a man, and of course, he understood that the only man who would treat his daughter this way, aside from this fool in front of him, was no one else. For this reason, even if he didn't know the proper etiquette and acted recklessly, so what!
"I have Wen Yuan here; when she gets married, she will follow her husband. The child born to Qin Yaru will naturally take the Gao surname." Qin Yizhi shook his head, exhaled, and couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. "Alright, let someone come to propose. A girl shouldn't be kept too long; keeping her around might lead to resentment."
After saying that, he shook his head and swayed over to the soft couch, continuing to close his eyes and rest, no longer looking at this chaotic situation.
Gao Feng took Qin Yaru's hand and led her to the window, smiling as he said, "How can a proposal be without fireworks?"
With his voice, the night suddenly donned a brilliant splendor as countless fireworks bloomed, filling the sky with red hues that made the night look like day.
The neighbors on watch came out in groups to see, gazing up at the sky and pointing. Qin Yaru couldn't help but reach out and pinch the soft flesh on Gao Feng's waist fiercely.
It was the same old routine; this idiot had set off fireworks during his last proposal deep in the mountains, nearly igniting the forest and alarming the wild animals within. It had turned into a frantic chase for their lives. Now he had come back a thousand years later with no new tricks up his sleeve; it was simply too insincere.
"The point isn't the fireworks; it's that from now on, I'll have to rely on Wife's pocket money to live."
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