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Chapter 2193

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"What trial period?" Qin Ning pretended not to know.

"The trial period to be your boyfriend …"

"Oh, I see … But I think it's great that you're my assistant during the day and my nanny at night … I like the way life is now." Qin Ning smiled.

"Uh … no way?" Tang Chuan was dumbfounded. Did he overreach himself?

"But … being an assistant and a nanny has its limitations … There are a lot of things that I can't do."

"What's the matter?" Qin Ning didn't understand such a dirty topic.

"Come here, I'll tell you …" Tang Chuan beckoned her over with his finger.

Qin Ning leaned over with a serious expression, ready to listen to Tang Chuan's long speech.

But when she leaned over, her lips were sucked by the man in front of her in the next second, and his strength was extremely domineering.

Qin Ning's brain short-circuited again. The scene from the birthday party replayed itself.

Surprisingly, she was a little addicted to it this time. Perhaps it was because her feelings for this man were different.

Just then, the door opened. Qin Ning reacted quickly and pushed Tang Chuan away.

Then, she saw Qin Ning's father appear at the door with a suitcase. Behind him were two bodyguards.

"Daddy … why are you back?" Qin Ning immediately stood up guiltily.

"Hello, Uncle." Tang Chuan was no stranger to Qin Ning's father. In fact, he was a little friendly.

"Yeah, I had a last-minute meeting, so I flew back. Did you guys just eat?" Qin Ning's father asked seriously.

"Oh, um … Ning Ning wanted to eat pancakes, so I tried to make some."

"Pancakes? You know how to make pancakes? "Qin Ning's father was in disbelief.

"Uncle, since you're back, let's eat together. Although the taste might not be authentic, at least it's a gift from me, haha." Tang Chuan immediately poured a bowl of soup for Qin Ning's father.

Qin Ning's father didn't hesitate. He put his suitcase aside, sat down at the table, and took a sip of the soup.

"It's not bad. You're a good cook."

His future father-in-law was very satisfied with him, which made Tang Chuan feel a little proud.

"Daddy, your taste is too vulgar. You call this good? Look at the pancakes, they're burnt …" Qin Ning seemed reluctant to admit Tang Chuan's good points.

Qin Ning's father didn't respond. Instead, he looked at Tang Chuan and asked, "Young man, are you planning to freeload here?"

Qin Ning's father's words and Tang Chuan's father.

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and didn't care about this. He then scratched his head and smiled. "Uncle, I'm not a freeloader. I can also pay rent …"

"But our family doesn't need that money …" Qin Ning's father looked serious.

Qin Ning panicked, thinking that her father was going to kick Tang Chuan out, so she immediately explained, "Dad, he came to Los Angeles because of me, and he doesn't have any friends here. If he moves out, he might not be safe. You know, the security here isn't very good. There are always black people who break into our house and rob us … Our family is so big, one more person or one less person doesn't matter. He's not freeloading either. He helps me in the company during the day and even cooks for me at night …"

"Ning-Ning, don't panic … Let me finish." Qin Ning's father reached out his hand to interrupt his beloved daughter.

Then, he looked at Tang Chuan. "Don't be afraid, I'm not trying to kick you out … What I mean is, if you want to stay in our family, you need a legitimate identity."

"Identity?" Tang Chuan was confused. He didn't know what Qin Ning's father was up to.

"Yes, so I'm asking, do you mind being a live-in son-in-law?"

Qin Ning's father finished his sentence.

Tang Chuan almost spat out the soup in his mouth …

Qin Ning also coughed violently. "Dad, what are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense. What live-in son-in-law? Who wants to marry him? "

"This, this, this …" Tang Chuan didn't know what to say. Was happiness coming too suddenly? But what the hell was this about?

"Kid, what do you think?" Qin Ning's father ignored his daughter and looked at Tang Chuan.

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