Wen's father glared at him with a cold face, "A man's knees hold gold, yet you kneel for a woman; I think you're spineless and can't possibly make Zhaozhao happy."
Shi Annuo pursed his lips, "Your words make a lot of sense. It's true that a man's knees hold gold, but in my heart, Zhaozhao isn't just gold; she's the most precious treasure in the world, one that can't be bought with gold."
"I see. No wonder Zhaozhao has been fooled by you, you slick-talking kid!" Wen's father said with a cold sneer.
Shi Annuo replied with a very respectful attitude, "I know you're very angry right now, but I will persist until you aren't angry anymore."
With that, he nodded slightly, then stood up, "It was presumptuous and hurried of me to come today. Please forgive me. I won't bother you any longer and will pay a formal visit tomorrow."
As he spoke, he glanced over at Wen Zhaozhao, and as soon as his gaze fell on her, she immediately cast her eyes down.
