When Su Xi listened from her hiding place, her spirits perked up. With nervousness, she looked at the man whose face flushed from wine intoxication.
"Whaa, what?" Old Patriarch Feng was muddled from drinking. He didn't hear clearly what Lin Cheng Zhi said.
Seeing this, a smile flashed in his eyes. He continued on and asked, "Uncle Feng, do you have my aunt in your heart?"
"Your Aunt?" Old Patriarch Feng let out a wine belch, his eyes were half-squinted. His one hand supporting his head. He was shaking as if he were going to fall down at any moment.
"Mm, my Aunt, Su Xi."
"Su Xi, Su Xi is a foolish girl. Tell me, why would she fall in love with me, a decrepit old man? I'm a rotten old man. I can't match her." He spoke while waving his hand.
"But, you should know that my Aunt doesn't care."
"But I care!"
