Ma Xiaoling glared at Ma Dafu in dissatisfaction, "I'm not a child anymore. I have my own judgment."
Ma Dafu rolled his eyes secretly, "Tell me, what is your judgment?"
Ma Xiaoling shrugged, "Anyway, Ren Zhong is nice and smart. The idea he came up with must be fine. Besides, judging by my understanding of Ren Zhong, this guy is actually not lecherous at all; on the contrary, he's rather awkward. I bet that if he came up with this idea, it must be because he's utterly at his wit's end. No one dislikes doing this more than he does, but he doesn't have a choice, right?"
Ma Xiaoling blinked her big eyes and looked at Ren Zhong.
Ren Zhong was momentarily stunned, then slowly lowered his head, "Yes."
"So, stop dithering and let's do this. Dad, stop pondering. If you try to outthink him, it's purely a waste of time and energy. He likes to think, let him do his thing. For us, following his lead is the simplest and most reliable way."
