"But, this kid, it wouldn't be about that Lin Wanting, would it?" Luo Lin thought as he saw his son acting all secretive. He quickly had some unpleasant associations. So, when the time comes, what should Tuan Tuan call me? Grandpa? Call Luofeng Dad? Just thinking about this situation made Luo Lin's scalp tingle. It's true that Lin Wanting's family is indeed quite good. To put it bluntly, without Tuan Tuan, I feel that this marriage would definitely be a top-notch match. But... Sigh. I don't want to think about it anymore. Let's see what kind of tricks my son is going to play.
「About 20 minutes later.」
Luofeng drove his Audi R8 to his dad's Jiamei Construction Company. Before even getting out of the car, he called his dad. "Hey, Dad, I'm downstairs; come on down."
"Oh, coming," Luo Lin replied and immediately hung up.
As the saying goes, 'what's destined to be will be, and one cannot escape misfortune.' He prayed his son wouldn't give him any major shocks.
