Fu Rongyin squinted his eyes, "Trying to provoke me?"
"Do I seem like that kind of person? Besides, I don't trust Mianmian with just anyone. But what if we hand him over to someone he grew up with, someone my own husband trained?"
Fu Rongyin's expression softened, his eyes lowered as if lost in thought.
Chi Yue continued to brainwash him, "Look, Zhan Mobai's family background is decent, at least well-matched with ours. Even if he doesn't strive in the future, Mianmian may not even look at him then, am I right?"
Fu Rongyin still didn't speak.
Chi Yue almost exhausted all the good things she could say, yet Fu Rongyin still wouldn't relent. Chi Yue was exasperated, and angrily said, "You're just a stubborn old fool who doesn't know how to adapt; you'll regret it later!"
Considering Zhan Mobai's family background and looks, what does he lack?
He's only a few years old, but in terms of intelligence and social skills, how is he not better than his peers?
