Faye had a teasing smile on her face, leisurely saying, "Alright, I get it. You're just obsessed with pairing up two people who are already married. How bored must you be?"
The old man flushed with anger, stomped his cane, and gritted his teeth in frustration: "You brat."
This young rascal had become increasingly disrespectful. He began to cough violently, and Faye quickly called out, "Douglas, get a glass of water."
At the same time, he approached, patting the old man's shoulder, frowning, "You haven't seen me in years, and when you do, it's for some inexplicable woman. What's your angle? Do you really have to compete with me over this?"
The old man coughed for quite a while, then took a sip of water and leaned back on the sofa, gasping for air.
