"Wow, Uncle, you're so impressive! Sister Weiwei's father looked so stern at first, but you made him respect you just like that!"
"Do you believe me if I say this is a misunderstanding?"
Meng Lang tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Damn it, who knew that Yan Feng, that old geezer, was such a...
"Ahem! I didn't expect you to be so capable, turning the tables on me like that.
But you've got guts, aren't you afraid that the old man will dump you in the Ba River to feed the fish?"
"Uh... wasn't that a joke?" Meng Lang was baffled.
"Hehe!" Yan Weiwei gave him a knowing look, scaring a layer of cold sweat out of Meng Lang.
"Regardless, thank you for standing up and speaking for me."
"Uh..."
Meng Lang was speechless, what could he say?
Tell her I had a beef with your dad and that's why I snapped at him?
