It took all of Anton's strength not to react in any way to Salvi's connotation. He looked at Chan-Mi's flushing face as she ate her meal before taking a deep breath.
Out of nowhere, a bright idea came to his head. He said, "Well, we can certainly find you a good Korean - pure-blooded at that! We can help Salvi find a good match. Too bad we aren't Korean by blood. Ha - Ha - Ha!"
Never had Chan-Mi heard such a fake laugh coming from her father, but before attending to his words, she turned to Salvi, who was caught by surprise.
To explain her father's words, she said, "Technically, I'm three-forth Chinese and one-forth British by blood."
"Yes, so my daughters are out of the equation - Urggghhh!" Anton, this time, did receive a stomp on the foot.
Yanmei, on the other, hand laughed and said, "My husband is so funny."
"No, I am not," said Anton.
