Tong Xiaohua got into the car with her parents, and immediately asked anxiously, "Dad, Mom, do you think Yan Bo's older brother doesn't like me?"
Mr. Tong and Mrs. Tong exchanged a glance and feigned indignation, "Nonsense, my daughter is loved by everyone she meets—why wouldn't he like you?"
Tong Xiaohua smiled and didn't ask any further.
Because she knew that even if her parents had noticed something, they wouldn't discuss it in front of her.
"Besides, what era are we living in now? Parents can hardly stop their children's freedom to love, let alone, he's just an older brother."
Actually, this was truly what Mr. Tong believed in his heart.
Of course, it would be best if their daughter were liked by everyone in the Yan Family; even if not, he was willing to believe that Yan Bo had the ability to give his daughter a beautiful future.
After all, looking at Yan Bo's trajectory over the years, he definitely wasn't a man who wished to live under his father's shadow.
