Mo Jiantao almost got so angry he could explode, and after trying to hold it in for a long time, he finally said, "At my age, going to be a secretary, wouldn't I be laughed at?"
"Now people are pointing at your back, saying you're idle and doing nothing, leeching off others at your age. Do you think that's more respectable?" Mo Shu twitched slightly, "Do you actually think you're living stylishly right now?"
Mo Jiantao's face turned dark, "Mind your identity; you're my daughter, I'm the father here!"
"I'm afraid even my son will be more sensible than you in the future!"
"Mo Shu! You…" Mo Jiantao wanted to curse, but in the end, he held back.
Mo Shu felt something was off and said, "What's wrong with you?"
Mo Jiantao took a deep breath and said, "I promised her to control my temper and not curse. If I can do it, only then I'll be qualified to pursue her."
Mo Shu was shocked, "Are you serious?"
