Tang Maosheng looked at his daughter crying and frowned. "What do you like about Liu Dalang? Isn't there a rich young master here today? He's even better-looking than Liu Dalang. He was the one standing next to Miss Liu. Why don't you like him?"
Tang Maosheng felt that Tang Yu had probably taken a fancy to Liu Dalang because he was good-looking. He had the same idea as Madam Wu. If their daughter couldn't marry Liu Dalang, marrying Liu Erlang wasn't all that bad.
Whether it was Liu Dalang or Liu Erlang, it made no difference to Tang Maosheng and Madam Wu as long as they could be related to the Liu family.
Therefore, Tang Maosheng was a little displeased when he saw how determined Tang Yu was about marrying Liu Dalang.
Tang Yu glanced at Tang Maosheng and started crying. She tugged Madam Wu's sleeve and sobbed. "Mother, look at what Father is saying. I like Liu Dalang not because he's good-looking, but because of who he is."
