"Datou, what's Xuan Shi thinking?" Professor Nie's worldview was hugely shaken, yet he was still trying to keep his composure.
If this had happened fourteen years ago, he probably would have slapped the person on the spot.
Now, however, the old father had learnt to endure to a great extent.
Compared to never acknowledging his son again, having a son or not seemed to make little difference.
In Nie Tianqin's view, getting married or divorced was no longer a big deal.
Without comparison, there can be no compromise.
"Him?" Nie Guangyi pretended to ponder, "Isn't he just willing to hang himself on the Cheng Nuo tree?"
"Then, then what are you going to do, Datou..." Suddenly the old father started to worry about his son.
The change was nothing short of dramatic.
"Find someone roughly equal," Nie Guangyi replied nonchalantly.
"Datou, you... you..." Nie Tianqin took deep breaths, "You... you need to let your dad catch his breath first."
