"I don't think you're interested in drinking tea; you're just afraid I'll eat someone," Lin Wei said, suppressing his anger and scolding him.
Lin Teng, thick-skinned, pretended he didn't hear and forcefully took a seat, patting the spot next to him and saying to Rong Yan, "Sit next to me."
Lin Wei laughed angrily and glared at him fiercely, "You really do treat me like a villain."
"Dad, you must be joking. How could I possibly treat you like a villain? I just hit it off with this young lady and wanted her to sit beside me, that's all."
Lin Wei's brows furrowed, and his eyes grew stern. "You hit it off with Miss Rong?"
His intimidating warning came, "Don't mess around, son. At your age, if you cause any trouble, watch me break your legs."
