Tu Yingying pouted in grievance, "Dear Aunt, you have to help me!"
Tu Meijiao sighed, "What does Zhu Yiming not have that he does?"
Lu Xinguo chimed in, "If she doesn't want to, then forget it. That Doctor Zhu might not even be interested in our Yingying!"
The more he spoke, the softer his voice became. Tu Meijiao, however, angrily retorted, "What's wrong with our Yingying, who is she not good enough for?!"
Lu Xinguo quickly shrank back and turned away, pretending he hadn't said anything!
Only then did Tu Meijiao pat Tu Yingying's hand, "Don't worry, Aunt will definitely help you!"
...
After one win, one draw, and one loss in three games, Lu Qingyuan shook his head, "Looks like I'm really getting old. Tongtong was only going easy on me to get a draw!"
"No way, I also thought this game was really tough!" Ji Niandong furrowed her brows, looking as if she was deep in thought but couldn't find the answer.
