"Alright, since you're okay, take good care of yourself, and get along well with my future daughter-in-law. I'm looking forward to holding my grandson." Ye Han turned to Lu Zhiyuan, "Zhiyuan, what do you think of this girl?"
Having ignored his wife who had started acting foolish again, Lu Zhiyuan stood up, walked over to the hospital bed, and loomed over his son, who was said to cause nothing but trouble, and said sternly, "I'm telling you, you must retire within a year, or else the marriage goes on the agenda."
Zhuang Shuqing: "..."
Lu Jinyang raised an eyebrow, "Suit yourself."
"You! You reckless young rogue, you're really trying to drive me to my grave." Lu Zhiyuan was so angry he could hardly take it; every time they spoke, he always ended up frustrated.
But Lu Zhiyuan knew that if Lu Jinyang didn't want to, even if he was worked up to death, his son wouldn't return to take over Kairun.
