Of course Karl had planned this in advance. He must've asked his parents to come here on purpose and then dragged her over under some excuse, just so they could "accidentally" meet. Because he knew—if he had said directly, Come home and meet my parents, she would've rejected it without hesitation.
What kind of ridiculous situation was this? Yesterday he visited her parents, and today she was meeting his. In just two days, both sides of the family had been introduced. The speed was insane—even she had to admit she was impressed.
Deep down, she couldn't help but sigh. His schemes were simply impossible to guard against.
When she suddenly pinched him, Karl yelped, startling Linda who was right beside him. She frowned at her son.
"What's wrong with you?"
Karl quickly waved his hand.
"Nothing, nothing…"
Linda clicked her tongue.
"Why are you screaming like that? You're not steady at all. Can't you endure a little pain?"
Karl: "…"
