In the living room, Mr. Lin was chatting with an old friend on WeChat. He noticed Lin Gantang leading Wen Yanqing downstairs and heading straight for the door.
"Dad, we're leaving," Lin Gantang said, slinging on her small backpack.
Mr. Lin observed that Lin Gantang had changed her clothes and asked, "Where are you two going so late?"
"On a date, Dad. Otherwise, what should we do, save the earth?" Her daughter's straightforward response left Mr. Lin speechless.
Mr. Lin grumbled in dissatisfaction, "It's late at night, what kind of date is this?"
Why was it considered late? The nightlife for young people had just begun, and Lin Gantang retorted, "Dad, you need to keep up with the trend. Auntie Cen has long grasped the essence of square dancing. She dances ballroom dancing with everyone in the villa's small square every night. Dad, you should go dance when you have free time."
