He smiled and said, "Father-in-law, I got this."
The old man nodded in satisfaction, "I have high hopes for you, young man. It's best not to get lost in the lap of luxury."
"If you've got any needs, just go to my daughter."
"Whatever you want, my daughter will make it happen for you."
Xiao Ye was taken aback—*was his father-in-law trying to market his own daughter?*
*On one hand, he told him to show restraint, and on the other, he insisted he only look for his daughter.*
The stooped old man, only about five feet tall, went up on tiptoe and hopped with effort just to pat Xiao Ye on the shoulder, saying, "Later, I'll have my daughter recommend you a few art films."
"Like, you know, 'The Overbearing Empress Falls for Me,' 'My Daily Life With the Cool Empress,' or 'Lovey-Dovey Empress with a Tiny Waist and Long Legs.' You'll definitely love it!"
Xiao Ye blushed and said, "Alright, alright, I like that."
