"You're still talking about it? You knew he was going to trick me and you didn't speak up for me," Han Yan rolled her eyes. "What kind of father tricks his own daughter like this?"
"It's said that jade must be carved to form a tool. These past few days, I've heard quite a few of your glorious deeds. I really wanted to see, just how capable my precious daughter is," Mu Rui'an teased.
Han Yan involuntarily recalled that thunderous nickname, Mu Siyi, and her expression grew somewhat embarrassed.
"Mu Siyi, Mu Siyi, such a resounding nickname is truly only worthy of the playboy scions from the City Lord's family, hahaha..." Mu Rui'an added insult to injury with his teasing words.
Listening to Mu Rui'an's teasing yet affectionate laughter, Han Yan's face was the epitome of embarrassment. Suddenly, Han Yan thought of something and asked, "Dad, you didn't come up with that nickname, did you?"
