Although Xing Beichen was an outsider, he was handsome and well‑mannered.
And judging from the way he talked and dressed, he didn't look like some country family's kid at all.
Fu Wu had noticed Xing Beichen earlier, but it was just simple appreciation; he had never thought about making Xing Beichen his son‑in‑law.
First, he was afraid they'd be marrying up too high.
Second, he was afraid his daughter would be married too far away!
Now that Xing Beichen had said he liked his daughter, Fu Wu really didn't know how to put his true thoughts into words.
"Let's not talk about like or don't like for now, but this Ma Houhou mess was stirred up by you, you have to settle it yourself, you can't ruin our Xiao Nan's reputation!" Fu Wu said.
"Uncle Fu, don't worry, I definitely won't drag Xiao Nan down with me. I can handle this myself!"
"Then I'll wait and see!"
After saying that, Fu Wu went into the yard alone.
