Two weeks later.
During these two weeks, Song Song hasn't seen Xiao Jinghuai. The only news she hears about him comes from Bao Bei, and it seems he's been really busy. He took two short trips abroad and one domestic trip, essentially being a flying man these two weeks.
Xiao Beibei pursed his lips, looking all proud, "Little Song, why do you keep asking about my dad? Your boyfriend is me, right? Shouldn't you be more concerned about me?"
"...Bao Bei, stop messing around, okay?"
Song Song pouts, still thinking about Xiao Jinghuai ignoring her, "Bao Bei, let me ask you, does your dad dislike people who are dumb?"
"Are you talking about yourself?" Xiao Beibei reacts swiftly, "He doesn't quite like them, after all, he's so smart. But don't worry, I'm smart too! He'll eventually get old, so he won't be able to control me much. When he gets old, I'll marry you."
Song Song couldn't help but give a thumbs up; the logic was flawless, but why did it sound so awkward to her?
