Wu Dafu felt his face burning. This was utterly ridiculous! For so many years, he had been flattered by others, and now a young man was speaking directly to his face like this. Of course, his expression wasn't pleasant, but this was all his daughter's doing, and what could he do except apologize, though reluctantly?
"My daughter talks nonsense, please don't take it to heart. She's young and inexperienced with the world, please don't mind her."
Han Dong replied, "Not that young. Sun Chan is one or two years younger than her and is already married with a job. You spoiling your daughter is fine, but don't let it affect my life, right?"
Wu Dafu held his nose and apologized. Han Dong chatted with him a bit more before hanging up. Wu Dafu was so angry he threw the phone, which shattered the glass tabletop in half.
"Ridiculous! That damned brat!" His chest rose and fell, his eyes fired up, not knowing whether he was talking about Han Dong or his own daughter.
