After hearing Xiaobao's words, Lu Shuiheng laughed: "A father knows his daughter best. As her father, I certainly know what kind of girl Zihan is, and this time I've found her a man who would go through hell and high water for his woman, not caring for his own life and full of responsibility. My daughter will definitely be happy—how could it be a pit of fire?"
"The key issue is that I have another woman. Do you think this is appropriate?" Xiaobao was frustrated. Why couldn't he make sense of this?
"Haven't I already said it? We're all men. As a father, I'm not even bothered by it, so what are you worrying about, kid? You're getting a good deal here!"
Xiaobao's face was filled with shock, and he couldn't help but ask, "Is your daughter really your biological one?"
Lu Shuiheng rolled his eyes immediately: "Nonsense, if she wasn't my biological daughter, would she be this pretty?"
