Just a bit too young…
After Mrs. Mi spoke, she glanced at Hou Baiyu intentionally or unintentionally, seeing that he remained silent. But she refused to give up and asked, "Don't you think so?"
Hou Baiyu calmly put down the glass, casually saying, "They will eventually grow up."
Mrs. Mi paused for a moment, watching him in some surprise. The eldest son of the Mi Family, the future heir, actually said such words.
"Are you planning to… groom them?"
Hou Baiyu's body paused, turned his gaze toward Mrs. Mi, "Aunt, you should reduce watching things related to young people." When lowering his eyes, the color of his pupils deepened.
To groom them…
Mrs. Mi covered her mouth and chuckled, "I am just keeping up with the times."
After her chuckle, Mrs. Mi restrained her smile, "The Bei Family has already collapsed. Does the family allow you, as the heir, to marry as you please?"
It was not a question but a reminder.
The warmth in Hou Baiyu's eyes visibly diminished.
