"…"
"How's it going between you and Miao Miao? Miao Miao's a few years younger than you and you should dote on her and take care of her. Even though she's younger than you, women's time is precious. When will you give me a definite answer?"
Zhai Yaohui wanted to ask what his father meant.
It was true that Miao Jing had been with their family for a year, but the number of times he had spoken to Miao Jing could be counted with both hands. Could he possibly have any feelings for a young lady like that?
"Do you mean that you have no feelings for Miao Miao?"
After giving it some thought, Zhai Yaohui nodded hesitatingly, ignoring Miao Jing's black and dark eyes that had appeared subconsciously in his mind.
"Alright." The way Old Zhai didn't force his son but answered immediately scared Zhai Yaohui.
Zhai Yaohui looked at Old Zhai cautiously. "Dad, are you trying to dig a hole for me?"
Old Zhai laughed. He was his father.
