"Dad, I've found someone I love."
"What?" Yule, who was uttering a single tone with a mouthful of rice in his mouth, stared, and the porcelain bowl in his hand flew away with a "whoosh". Stars were shining in his eyes, and he happily thanked God, regardless of the rice grains spraying all over the table. "Xiao Yue, which girl made you so excited? Come on, let's talk about it."
"Not a girl."
Huh? Yule's face was filled with confusion, but he was immediately relieved. Oh, got it. "Which lady is that?" He was so anxious that he couldn't care less. You brat, hurry up and tell me!
"Not Miss either."
Isn't that right, miss? Then... "Xia Nu?"
"Not anymore."
Bastard! Play him! The fist immediately flew to someone's face, "You..."
"She is a beauty."