"… You're about the same age as our Fu Chen. Do you have a girlfriend?" The old man's voice was loud and clear.
"Not yet." Qiao Xiyan's voice had always been cold and emotionless.
"What's wrong with young people nowadays? Our Fu Chen is the same. He'll be 27 years old after his birthday this year. He hasn't been in a relationship until now. He hasn't even held a young lady's hand."
Fu Chen frowned and strode into the house. Who exactly was this person? His father really dared to say anything.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw a little girl holding a cup of tea and smiling gently.
Song Fengwan immediately stood up and narrowed her phoenix eyes as she sized up Fu Chen. "Hello, Old Madam Fu. Hello, Third Master."
There was clearly a hint of mischief in her eyes, like a little fox.
Third Master…
He was already at such a age, but he still hadn't…
Even had a girlfriend before?
