"What’s taking them so long? Ge’er should be here by now! Is that girl even reliable? No, I must go have a look."
"Father."
As he saw his father behaving so anxiously, Dongfang Shaoze quickly grabbed his hand and said in exasperation, "Father, if you go now, she might change her mind. It’s best that we wait. I know Yun’er well and she’d never make such a promise unless she was 100% sure that she could fulfill it."
"That’s true…"
Master Dongfang stopped his tracks but continued to steal glances at the door. Cold sweat formed on his palms.
"Oh, right!" He shot an anxious look at his son and asked, "How do I look? Do I look handsome? Do you think your Mother would like this?"
Dongfang Shaoze was speechless.
Was this really my cold, stern and stately father? He wondered. He seemed to lose all sense of rationality when it comes to matters concerning Mother.
