Chang Fei snapped back to reality, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Should he say, no, I don't want to be your son, I want to be your son-in-law?
Chang Fei was sure that if he said such words, he'd probably be chased out by this usually kind father with a broom.
But... he really felt unwilling!
What about being an adopted son?
It's not like he's their own child. In the end, most of the Chang family's belongings would probably still go to Chang Jiujiu.
What could he, this adopted son, get? He'd even have to take care of Chang Gensheng in his old age!
If he were a son-in-law, how great would that be—Chang Jiujiu would bring the entire Chang family into marriage with him, then both wealth and beauty would be his.
Why? Why was all this turning out different from what he imagined?
There were many things he wanted to say in his heart, but under the eager gaze of Chang Gensheng, Chang Fei could only open his mouth and say somewhat unwillingly, "Son is just too happy."
