"I want Curly!" George said stubbornly.
Another slap landed heavily on his son's butt. Owen Hunter scolded him, "You stinky brat, since you're already aware of this, why don't you learn how to win girls' hearts properly?
Do you really think that throwing bugs on a girl's head will make her like you?
You're so stupid. No wonder Curly doesn't like you."
"It's her fault for ignoring me!" George argued.
On the way, Tatu had told Owen about all the foolish things George had done. As his father, Owen felt embarrassed. He was even more determined to take him home. George's actions were entirely self-sabotaging. It would be strange if Curly liked him in the slightest.
"Let me tell you, if you keep pestering her like this, it'll only annoy her more. With your pursuit methods, you'll never catch her in a lifetime."
George wiped the tears from his face, looking at his father and seeking his help. "Dad, then tell me, what should I do?"
