Xiao Lin was already prepared to meet Xia Yusheng. Wherever he appeared, the shadow of Lian was bound to be there. Xia Yusheng felt awkward and hadn't anticipated that Xiao Lin would bring a female companion, which undoubtedly placed him in an embarrassing position. Perhaps his father was right; without a backbone, he was nothing.
"Uncle Xia, did you have something to discuss with me?" Xiao Lin held Lian's hand tightly, not letting go even in front of Xia Yusheng. As he played with her hand, he suddenly brought it to his lips and kissed it.
"Xiao Lin, I think we should talk privately." Discussing his daughter's matters in front of another woman, even as her father, was something he hesitated to do.
"Lin, shall I go for a stroll and come back later?" Lian affectionately called Xiao Lin's name, her eyes lingering on the side of his face. He looked handsome no matter how you looked at him. Her bird-in-hand-like infatuated expression made Xia Yusheng cough awkwardly.
