"How is that possible?" Douya immediately retorted.
"Also, I'm not stupid." Being called stupid was unbearable.
Xu Zijin looked at his son with a mocking expression.
Selling oneself and even helping others count money, and yet not stupid?
"Why not possible? Only an idiot like you would be so easily bought by randomly playing a piano."
With Xu Zijin's personality, it wasn't easy for him to explain things to his son so calmly.
Initially, he had planned to ruthlessly suppress his son's interest, so that Douya would have nothing in common with that woman.
But then he thought, if he opposed too strongly, it might ignite the little brat's rebellious heart, wouldn't that be counterproductive?
"Auntie wasn't staring at Dad," Douya argued furiously.
"That driver auntie was the one staring at Dad; she's the one who wants to be my stepmom."
Xu Zijin "..."
"Dad, you just don't want to buy me a piano, so you're lying to me."
