"What kind of look is that?"
Xu Qinghe shot him an annoyed glance and said, "Your mom and I—do you think we'd ever care about money over Nianhua?"
"You did the right thing. Driving after drinking? That's just putting people in danger," Ji Ying chimed in, then reminded Xu Nianji, "Nianji, if you ever drink, you must not drive. And if you're driving, you have to be extremely, extremely careful."
"I never touch a drop if I'm driving," Xu Nianji replied. Ling Dong had drilled that into him ages ago—whenever he touched the steering wheel, he kept a clear head, no matter what.
It finally dawned on Xu Nian'an that the whole blood type thing… seemed to have just passed by?
"Mom, Dad, about checking the blood type…" Xu Nian'an hadn't finished speaking when Ji Ying interrupted, "We're not checking. We're not Panda Blood."
"But Panda Blood could be hereditary, you know."
