Zhou Ting suddenly realized that what her father was worried about was not just the secret data in Wan Donglin's hands, but also other things that she did not know.
She felt anxious and dared not ask further.
Old Zhou suddenly asked, "Tingting, what do you think of Huang Xiaojue?"
Zhou Ting slowly replied, "I don't think he's sincere with me."
"Why?"
"I could tell when he risked his life to save Yan Xixi last time. His heart is still with that woman. Moreover, I arranged for his parents to move into the villa, and Huang's mom had already decided to move, but he rushed back to stop it..."
Old Zhou's eyebrows were raised, perhaps not expecting Huang Xiaojue to have such a move.
"Dad, this person cannot be fully trusted; we must remain cautious."
Instead, Old Zhou seemed relieved, "In that case, you should prepare to marry him as soon as possible."
Zhou Ting was stunned, but immediately understood.
"Alright, Dad, I'll listen to you."
