Gu Dashu, suddenly dragged into the conversation, quickly dismissed it by saying: "Why mention me? I'm just an old bachelor, my son is already so big, who would even look at me? Besides, the girls in Shengjing are all too proud to fancy someone as rough as me, they all prefer scholars like your third brother."
Liu Yueer's gaze fell on Gu Dashu, as if to say, "Wouldn't you be pleased if the girls in Shengjing didn't mind you being a commoner?"
Gu Dashu realized his wife misunderstood, and quickly pulled Liu Yueer back to the house to escape the tense situation.
"I swear on my father, I didn't."
Jingzhe was feeling wronged, sweating with anxiety, and kept explaining that he had no intention of being charming.
He even went so far as to invoke the deceased Mr. Gu.
Taohua threatened Jingzhe: "You better not have. If you dare give Zhao Xiyue a look, I'll dig your eyes out."
In Taohua's mind, her third brother was nothing compared to her sister-in-law.
