Cheng Zhihai fell silent for a moment, then as if he had realized something, a look of sorrow appeared in his dignified eyes.
"Guanger, didn't you promise me that you wouldn't go to the brothel?"
"In the last few days since you left the house, you didn't go anywhere but straight to Wanhuatower?"
Cheng Guang: "..."
This was quite awkward.
The things he had done these past two days could most likely not escape Cheng Zhihai's notice.
When in doubt, just clam up.
"Hmph!"
Seeing that Cheng Guang remained silent, Cheng Zhaihai merely snorted coldly. Given his indulgent nature toward Cheng Guang, he naturally couldn't say anything too harsh, only solemnly reminding him:
"Guanger, this time your mother has chosen a marriage for you, you mustn't act in this manner anymore from now on."
"Once this is settled, don't go to the brothel again, and don't say I didn't warn you in advance. Qin Yanqiu, that girl... has an even more domineering temperament than your mother..."
