Tao Yongchang didn't notice anything odd about his son and continued, "Ying Jun, let me tell you, Han Mengting is still single. You can find a chance to get to know her. If you can win her over, we father and son will truly strike it rich."
Although his son wasn't much to look at, when it came to love, who could say for sure?
Just like back in the day, when he was down on his luck and got relentlessly pursued by an unattractive woman. Unable to resist, he ended up marrying her and they had their son, the unattractive Tao Yingjun.
"Dad, I think that's quite unlikely, you should stop dreaming," said Tao Yingjun with a bitter expression.
"What's the matter, usually you chase women with such bravado, don't you? How come you've lost your nerve with someone of high social standing?" Tao Yongchang glanced at his son with disdain.
He knew about his son's escapades.
Young people's affairs, those of mutual consent, he didn't want to meddle in.
