Mr. Tao looked at Tan Song contemptuously and moved half a meter to the side without batting an eyelid. Then, he said, "I hate it when people joke around."
Tan Song smiled apologetically. "Brother Tao, I really didn't mean it that way. Besides, I said those things for the sake of your daughter's birthday party. What if some shady people sneak in and threaten her here?"
"There are indeed some shady people who have mixed in." Tao Zhen's mother walked up and questioned Tao Zhen, "Tao Zhen, what are you doing here? Why did you let these people in?" She glanced at the Tan father and daughter and Zhao Ru. Tan Jing and Zhao Ru's faces turned pale.
Tao Zhen said, "I'm sorry, Madam. We didn't do our job well."
"This is all misunderstanding. It really is." Tan Song's intestines turned green with regret. "Can we sit down and talk about it?"
"Why? Do you still want your good daughter to marry into our family?"Tao mother asked with a faint smile.
