"Ms. Wenyan, what makes you think that way? You don't mean to say you think I'm jealous because he knows how to get money from the old man?"
"..." Wenyan shook her head, "You said that yourself."
"Of course not! Do you believe I can pull in an investment from the old man right now?"
Wenyan blinked, "I don't. Unless you go find Dad right now."
"......" Jinghe squinted his eyes, "I've discovered you're watching the show. You're just provoking me to go talk to the old man, aren't you?"
Wenyan pursed her lips, trying to hold back her laughter and shook her head, "Not at all."
[Hahaha, the immature and proud yet somewhat adorable Jinghe, so it's because of jealousy.]
Jinghe gave Wenyan a blank look, "I just can't stand his temper. Do you like that about him?"
How could Wenyan answer that? She had no memories left.
Wenyan shook her head, "I don't know. It seems we haven't had much chance to interact. But I think he's pretty good to Mom, the same as you.
