Lansheng's scalp tightened.
He was very shocked, but appeared calm on the surface.
"Dad, what does this mean?" Lansheng was confused.
Shi Jingzhou glanced at him and continued walking. "Qiaoqiao likes you. You should know that, right?"
At that moment, Lansheng's brain buzzed as if it had been struck by a stick.
They had known all along.
"Dad, I only have sibling-like feelings for Qiaoqiao. She's just young and doesn't understand romantic feelings yet," Lansheng hurried to explain, his voice tinged with tension.
Shi Jingzhou did not point out how uneasy and flustered he was right now. "Qiaoqiao is almost twenty-one now, a grown woman. Do you think she can't tell the difference between sibling affection and romantic love?"
In front of Shi Jingzhou, Lansheng was still too inexperienced.
He had presence, but still felt completely oppressed in front of Shi Jingzhou.
"Do you really have no other feelings for Qiaoqiao?" Shi Jingzhou stopped, turned around, and asked him.
