Yue Yiming was annoyed: "My son is tanned from training every day, he's not naturally dark-skinned. It definitely won't affect the next generation."
Han Jingchen filled his tea mug with water: "Don't get any ideas about my young lady. To be honest, she already has someone."
Yue Yiming, although he had never met Xinyan, had heard from his old friend and knew she was outstanding. So he genuinely wanted to form a good match between the two families.
Since his old friend had already said that his young lady had someone, he could only take his earlier words as a joke: "Alas, it seems my two lads aren't lucky enough."
However, he was really curious: "Which rascal has taken your precious young lady away?"
Han Jingchen thought of He Jinxuan, who had called him a few days ago: "That's confidential, no comment."
Yue Yiming looked at him suspiciously: "You wouldn't be making up an excuse, would you?"
