Samuel Johnson gave him a sidelong glance and asked casually, "Then what do you suggest?"
"Let's pick an auspicious day and consider it carefully! Our Johnson family heir is getting married. How can we afford to be careless?"
Samuel Johnson rolled his eyes at him and ignored him.
What if Amanda Smith ran away while his father dragged his feet?
They had finally settled down; there absolutely could not be any accidents now.
Noticing Samuel Johnson's indifferent expression, and that he had neither agreed nor objected, Donald Johnson's brows were slightly furrowed. His son had always been willful and unmanageable, and even though he had matured and become more stable, that stubborn streak was always impossible to fully suppress.
