Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Gong Lu’s heart trembled as he looked at his mother in disbelief.
It seemed like the deepest secret in his heart had been exposed by her.
However, it was only for a moment. Gong Lu quickly regained his usual composure.
“What does my decision not to marry have to do with Yan Zhengchen?” Gong Lu asked calmly.
Catherine narrowed her beautiful eyes and sized him up with a sharp gaze, as if she wanted to see through him.
“I’ve heard some rumors lately. You must have heard them, too.”
He knew what Catherine was referring to.
However…
He knew very well that Yan Zhengchen treated him as just a brother. He definitely did not have any other kind of feelings for him.
“I will clarify those rumors. There’s nothing between me and Ah Chen,” Gong Lu said after a while.
“You guy better not have anything. Otherwise, you have to see a psychiatrist.” Catherine’s tone was clearly mocking.
“See a psychiatrist?” Gong Lu behaved as if he had just heard a joke. His eyes instantly turned cold as he looked at her. “My mental health is very good. I don’t have any psychological illnesses, so you don’t have to worry about that. I have something to do, I’ll take my leave now.”
With that, Gong Lu stood up and walked towards the door.
Catherine looked at his departing figure and narrowed her eyes.
Could her previous conjectures be right?
Not daring to think further, Catherine picked up her tablet and pulled up a document.
The document contained information on socialites suitable as marriage partners.
She must find a wife for her precious son quickly.
*****
At night.
The moment Chi Mingwei stepped into the house, he smelled an appetite-inducing aroma.
Watching a cartoon with Shen Xing on the sofa, Chi Jiao turned her head and saw him. She smiled and called out.
“Daddy.”
Shen Xing also turned to look at Chi Mingwei and smiled in greeting.
Chi Mingwei handed the briefcase to Auntie Zhou as he walked to the sofa and sat down. He looked at Chi Jiao and asked, “Where’s Quan Jue? Is he not back yet?”
“Brother Quan hasn’t finished school yet,” said Chi Jiao.
Chi Mingwei nodded.
Seeing that Chi Jiao and Shen Xing’s attention was on the cartoon, Chi Mingwei wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say anything.
Auntie Zhou soon finished preparing dinner.
There were six sumptuous dishes and a soup.
During the meal, Chi Jiao could clearly feel her father staring at her several times. He seemed to want to say something but stopped himself every time.
“Daddy, do you have anything to say to me?” Chi Jiao took a sip of the chicken soup as she asked.
“Well, Daddy wants to ask you if you already know about Fang Xiaowei?” Chi Mingwei looked a little awkward.
He felt rather useless.
He was already so old, yet he was still tricked by a young lady.
He had wanted to settle this matter himself.
However, unexpectedly, at five or six in the afternoon, Fang Lixin personally went to look for him and begged him to be magnanimous and let their family off.