"Hehe, Uncle, Aunt, how about we go take a look at Villa Number Two first?"
After Fang Chenyi finished speaking, Father Bai shook his head with a stern expression.
"Chenyi, we appreciate the thought, but we really can't accept such a valuable house. When the day comes that you and Menghan are married, as long as you two are happy, your aunt and I will be overjoyed. That would make us happier than living in any mansion."
Father Bai was speaking from the heart. Bai Menghan was their only daughter, and with the recent example of their niece, Bai Mengyao, getting divorced, their only wish was for their daughter to have a happy life.
They feared that if they accepted the villa, it might create a rift between the young couple or cause Fang Chenyi's family to look down on them. They would never want that to happen, especially if it ended up hurting their daughter.
Just as Fang Chenyi was about to smile and try to persuade them, the roar of an engine approached from the distance.
