Tang Jin lounged comfortably on the armchair and waved his son over, offering advice with a pleasant expression, "Son, you can't be too greedy in life. If you want everything, you'll end up getting nothing. You need to learn to be devoted to just one, you can only pick one from the many."
"If I can only pick one, then the other girls will be sad," Fanfan said, tilting his little head as if deep in thought.
Tang Jin randomly drummed his fingers on the armrest, his eyebrows raised high. He glanced at his son's serious little face and instantly burst into laughter, "I've always been faithful, how did I end up fathering such a romantic."
Fanfan pouted slightly and retorted with a comment that made all the adults both cry and laugh, "Then maybe I'm not your son."
The smile at the corner of Tang Jin's mouth froze all of a sudden, while Mu Jiujiu, who was sitting beside him, couldn't help but snicker.
