Nie Guangyi stared at Nie Tianqin, not saying a word.
If it really were just an hour or two, then he would have been socially dead for quite a while already.
"Then why did you say I have a fear of flying? As a university professor, how can you shamelessly spout nonsense?"
"What are you even talking about? It's only because you were fixing your hair in an unnatural way that Dad specifically asked about it."
"What am I usually like?"
"You normally... using the words of your generation, are a bit vain."
"You, a distinguished scholar of the academic world, why do you always have to mention 'stinking'?"
"Alright, Datou, Dad's not going to bicker with you." Nie Tianqin changed the subject, "You suddenly proposed to come back with Dad today, do you have any plans?"
"Plans? What plans could I possibly have?"
Nie Datou certainly didn't want to admit that he, who traveled thousands of miles to pursue love, had failed before even fighting.