"..."
Sister Fang held back her laughter and reminded, "President, Meng Fan doesn't like..."
Before she could finish, Meng Fan shot her a sharp glance, making her swallow the rest of her words. Don't be fooled by Meng Fan's usually good temper; when he's angry, his silence can be terrifying.
Meng Xingzhi, determined to be the best father in the world, believed he was doing an excellent job and was secretly delighted. Seeing his son silent, he decided to keep the conversation going.
"Son, you're not young anymore. Do you have a girl you like?"
This topic switched too fast and was too abrupt.
Sister Fang and Liu Yong both looked at Meng Fan in shock. They were curious too! What kind of girl could be a match for Meng Fan?
"I'm only twenty." Meng Fan spoke little, and his thoughts were hard to guess.
Just when everyone thought Meng Fan wouldn't speak again, he added, "I'm not even at the legal marriage age yet."
