Xie Qin said, "Let's play one more time! You don't know, as long as your dad is at home watching me, he won't even let me touch the cell phone, let alone play games. Instead, he gets me a whole pile of world literature classics..."
Xu Fenglai laughed, "It seems Dad wants a daughter learned beyond measure."
"Exactly, even the name he picked came from the Book of Songs."
Little did Xu Fenglai know that his words would become prophetic. Months later, not only did Xie Qin fail to fulfill Xu Songyuan's wish to give birth to a son, but the child she bore was mischievous from a young age, obsessed with games...
"Another fail!" Xie Qin was angry and tossed her phone aside, "I'm not playing anymore."
Xu Fenglai quickly asked, "By the way, Aunt Xie, has Niaoniao contacted you lately?"
"Niaoniao, she's been too busy, and I can't play with my phone often either. But she did send me a WeChat message a while ago."
"What did she say?" Xu Fenglai asked immediately.
