That night, Old Song grabbed his son to talk about Cheng Su inviting him to invest in the business, asking him what he thought. To invest or not?
"Wow, calling her a Fox Spirit wasn't wrong at all, she's a sharp lady fox alright, almost like she's a spirit already!" Song Xiaojang whistled.
Old Song gave him a flick on the forehead, scolding, "Watch your mouth, calling her a Fox Spirit, do you even know how to speak properly?"
"Dad, you're always like this, always siding with her first. I am your son, remember... Alright, alright, I'll speak properly!" Song Xiaojang raised both hands.
