Seizing the moment while the car was stopped at a red light, Yan Bo reached out to stroke her hair.
"Hmm, Uncle Tong is right, this is our business, you don't need to worry about it," he said.
Tong Xiaohua glared at him, then turned her head and glared fiercely at Elder Tong, "Dad, don't you lead Yan Bo astray."
Elder Tong chuckled, "Oh? What counts as leading astray? I am a good man, you know!"
Tong Xiaohua wasn't sure how to define 'bad', but she really didn't like a lot of the men's behavior in Tong village, of course, this didn't include her father.
In Tong Xiaohua's eyes, Elder Tong had always been a good husband and a good father.
As for his ruthless image outside, it was also because of his status, and it was necessary for him.
Just like her, now that she had taken the same position, she understood even more that her father had had many moments when he couldn't help himself.
