"But you can't rush things, or you'll scare the girl off," Lu Hetian advised him gravely.
Lu Tingchen, "..."
His father seemed to have gotten the wrong idea.
"It's not what you think. I didn't do anything." Scowling, Lu Tingchen defended himself.
"Uh-huh." Lu Hetian made a non-committal sound in response and patted him on the shoulder. "You have nine laps left. Carry on." With that, he strode off.
A corner of Lu Tingchen's mouth twitched.
His father clearly did not believe him.
Ling Lihua led Chu Jiu into her tent. Her eyes lit up when she caught sight of the dress on the table, and she picked it up and held it up to Chu Jiu's body.
"I bet you'll look great in this color." She stuffed the dress into Chu Jiu's arms and urged her, "Get changed, we're going shopping in the city later."
Chu Jiu hesitated. "Madam, I don't wear women's clothes…"
