Mr. Fu was utterly shocked at that moment!
His own son, who was both ruthless and indifferent, actually had the emotions normal boys his age should have?!
He quickly called Mrs. Fu over, both nervous and excited as he asked, "Who are you pursuing? Is it that girl who's good at fighting from last time? Oh dear, let me tell you, you need to be gentle with girls. Tone down your shamelessness and flair, don't scare her off... When will you bring her home to meet the parents? What food does she like? What do her parents do?"
He almost wanted to ask about her ancestors eight generations back.
Fu Si: …
He was somewhat speechless as he flicked his fingers, "Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything."
Without waiting for Mr. Fu to respond, he hung up the phone.
Indeed, one should pursue his own wife; nobody else is reliable.
In a pastoral style villa located halfway up the hillside,
