"Indeed, there is only one man she loves in her heart, you win!"
Zhuo Yue gave He Longze a thumbs up and joked, "Feeling better now?"
"Don't easily guess what's on my mind, you can't guess what I'm thinking." He Longze picked up a grape and tossed it to his son.
Little Tuanyuan caught it, carefully peeled it, and fed it to An Lan.
He Longze glared at his son with an expression of disappointment, but the boy, more interested in girls than his dad, didn't even glance his way.
Zhuo Yue teased, "I don't feel like guessing what you're thinking either. Yes, in our generation, you beat me, so I'm really unwilling to accept it. I'm planning to use my cute little girl to seduce your son, so that in ten or twenty years, your son won't be able to live without my daughter. Just see how I torment your son then."
"Whoa, can it be played like this?"
He Longze stared at the man beside him.
