Arguing with Wu Shengnan's father might not bother *him*, but if I upset *my* own father, he definitely wouldn't let me off easily.
Prescribing medicine for myself... never mind anything else, that dosage alone would give Wu Shengnan's father plenty to work with.
Du Heng swallowed hard.
It's not that we couldn't get along; we're just fundamentally incompatible.
Never mind our attitudes towards each other. Just think: a police officer and a doctor. How many times could we even meet in a year? How many full nights of sleep could we get?
And then there's the inevitable issue of children to consider in the future—it's a massive headache.
What if... I just pretend to date her for a while, and then we say it's not working out and break up?
That seems feasible, Du Heng thought.
