Fan Dachun was stunned.
After a long while, he uncertainly said, "Chen, what did you say?"
"I said, the plan to integrate the four streets, I'm determined to succeed! No discussion!"
Chen Ziyang spoke indifferently, "So, Uncle Fan, there's no need to waste your breath trying to convince me."
Fan Dachun's expression sank.
Chen Ziyang then laughed, "As for Uncle Fan coming here today to dig into my backyard and try to sway Yuxin, let's just forget about it! You're a senior here in Northern County, and I'll give you some face for that!"
Fan Dachun glared furiously at Chen Ziyang, his mind racing as he considered how to argue with Chen Ziyang next.
But Chen Ziyang wasn't looking at him; instead, he held He Yuxin, who was sitting on his lap, "What time do you get off work?"
He Yuxin's face turned red, but her eyes were filled with anticipation, "I can leave at any time."
After all, they haven't had a deep conversation since returning from the farmhouse.
