Leng Family
Leng Yixing leaned back on the sofa with his legs crossed and one hand resting on the woman beside him, his demeanor as nonchalant as could be.
Leng Qifeng was so angry he felt like chasing him with a stick to beat him.
"I've attended all the blind dates you arranged, and out of everyone, I chose her; you have no say in it, since no one else suited me."
Hearing this, Leng Qifeng almost spat out a mouthful of blood; he pointed at Leng Yixing and couldn't utter a single word.
However, Leng Yixing didn't give him a chance to speak; he stood up, gestured for the woman to follow, and as they walked towards the stairs, he said, "Old man, as per your wishes, I'll stay at home for a while."
Leng Qifeng said nothing.
Leng Yixing walked very slowly, silently counting his steps; by the time he reached eight, he stopped.
