Chapter 91: The Awkward Bride Meets Her In-Laws (1)

"Alright then, we'll take this one," Yang Xiaofan declared straightforwardly, startling everyone present.

"Are you out of your mind?" Qin's mother was the first to pull Yang Xiaofan aside.

"Xiaofan, even buying a head of cabbage at the market, you have to haggle. Why aren't you haggling at all? Are you crazy? A car costing over nine million, on the road it's more than ten million! At least try to negotiate a bit."

Yang Xiaofan scratched his head. "With a car at this level, I doubt you can haggle. It's a popular model—might even require you to pay extra."

"Are you saying you can't get even a little discount?" Qin's mother turned to the sales representative. "How much can you take off for this car?"

The saleswoman gave an awkward smile. "There are no discounts for this car. It's rare to have one available in the country, and people buying at this tier rarely bargain. But if you find it too expensive, you could order a new one with fewer customizations for just over six million, and that would be the base price without extras."

Qin's mother looked at Yang Xiaofan. "Why don't we go back and get a Mercedes? The S-Class is quite nice, isn't there also the Maybach? That should be good too, and much cheaper—just over a million."

"But if we do that, Nuanyu won't be as comfortable," Yang Xiaofan replied.

"Comfortable or not, the S-Class is already excellent. Why buy such an expensive car? It's just wasting money."

Yang Xiaofan couldn't help but be amused—after all, this was her own daughter. Still, seeing Qin's mother genuinely trying to save him money warmed his heart. Many mothers-in-law, when faced with a wealthy son-in-law, would already be scheming ways to take advantage. But Qin's parents had no such intentions, and for this alone, Yang Xiaofan respected them.

"We'll get this car. As long as Nuanyu is comfortable, it's worth any price. Sales, I'll pay by card," Yang Xiaofan said, pulling out his bank card.

The saleswoman grinned ear to ear, taking the card with both hands and hurrying to the front desk to process the payment. With this sale, she'd earn a commission of two to three hundred thousand—she couldn't be happier.

Once he'd paid, Qin's mother couldn't continue objecting. Instead, she lectured Yang Xiaofan in her motherly tone about being prudent and not spending so extravagantly.

Yang Xiaofan just smiled and nodded in agreement.

It was Qin Nuanxin, his sister-in-law, who kept talking back to their mother.

"Mom, must you nag so much? My brother-in-law is a grown man and makes plenty of money. What's wrong with him spending a bit? Look at you—at your age, still worrying about everything. Be careful you don't hit menopause early!"

Qin's mother trembled with irritation. If they weren't in public and so many people weren't watching, she would've taken off her slipper and given her a good smack.

"You little brat, your sister is my little darling, and you're my little black-hearted darling. If you could learn from your sister and stop infuriating me, I’d count my blessings."

"Maybe in the next life," Nuanxin replied.

"Starting next month, your allowance is cut to four hundred."

"Doesn't matter. I'm already popular enough that with a few random donations, I could live for three years."

Qin's mother trembled again, speechless.

The formalities at the dealership were quickly completed. Yang Xiaofan drove the family away from the dealership. With the new car, they could freely enter and exit the underground parking lots of hotels and shopping malls, rarely being recognized—so there was no more commotion as before.

Seated in the Rolls-Royce, the Qin family was full of excitement. Father Qin, in particular, couldn't stop praising it.

"No wonder it's a luxury car worth over ten million. The quality is just outstanding."

Yang Xiaofan smiled. "Uncle Qin, you don't have a car yet, do you? Why don't I get you one as well?"

Before Father Qin could reply, his wife cut in, "What does he need a car for? Can he even afford to refuel a Rolls-Royce? With his meager salary, it's enough that he can support the family."

Yang Xiaofan offered again, "It doesn't have to be a Rolls-Royce. A Mercedes, perhaps?"

"That's not necessary either," Qin's mother insisted.

Father Qin patted Yang Xiaofan on the shoulder and smiled. "Your thoughtfulness is enough. I don't need a car. There's a bus stop at the door that takes me straight to the school—very convenient. As long as you and Nuanyu live well, that's all I ask."

Yang Xiaofan nodded. "Don't worry, Uncle Qin, I promise to take good care of Nuanyu."

"Then I'm content," Father Qin replied. After a pause, he continued, "However, let me say this clearly. You're wealthy and capable, and there'll be no shortage of women around you in the future. If one day you stop loving Nuanyu, I can't stop you, but please, return her to me. I still love her—just don't hurt her."

Yang Xiaofan fell silent for a moment, then said solemnly, "Uncle Qin, rest assured. Unless I'm in my grave, I would never do anything to betray Nuanyu."

Father Qin nodded, exhaled deeply, and closed his eyes, relaxing in the passenger seat. It was clear he was in good spirits. The whole family was harmonious, with none of the scheming found in some families.

However, as Yang Xiaofan's activities at the hotel and the Rolls-Royce dealership spread, they quickly attracted the attention of many reporters. The hotel even notified him in advance that paparazzi were wandering the halls, probably trying to catch a glimpse of this new celebrity.

As a result, Yang Xiaofan was forced to return home a day earlier than planned. So, after the meal with the Qin family, he immediately set out, taking Qin Nuanxin with him, heading back to his hometown.

Father and Mother Qin were reluctant to see them go. Father Qin handled it well, but Mother Qin couldn't help her eyes turning red.

Once her daughter left, she would truly belong to someone else.

Qin Nuanxin tried to comfort them, "Dad, Mom, don't be sad. You still have me! I'm still here with you."

Both parents glanced at her and said coolly, "Are you never getting married, then?"

"Of course I'll marry someday. But don't worry, I'll bring home a husband who marries into the family, so he can be filial to you together with me."

"Don't even think about it. You alone are enough to drive us mad—you want to bring another one in? Out of the question."

"That's right. If you dare bring home a son-in-law, we'll break your legs."

Qin Nuanxin fell silent, suddenly doubting if she was really their biological child. But looking at her resemblance to her sister, she was sure they came from the same mother. As for the father... could it be Uncle Wang from next door? He was always kind to her, often buying her candy as a child.