"Uh..." Liu Zhizhong was momentarily stunned before he said, "Maybe it's better not to talk about it, okay?"
Zhang Minmin got a little upset all of a sudden and slapped the coffee table, "Liu Zhizhong, what do you mean? You just want to wash your hands off and not take responsibility? And you don't want my elder cousin to tell my dad?"
Liu Zhizhong chuckled, "I just don't want the old man to feel too awkward, you know? Haha..."
Zhang Minmin's anger dissipated, "Oh, that's what you meant. You're such a thoughtful person. But it's okay, my dad definitely won't feel awkward. He's the kind of person who, as long as I'm not embarrassed, the embarrassment is someone else's, hehe..."
"Really?"
"Of course!"
Liu Zhizhong nodded, recalling the situation at the time. It indeed seemed to be the case, so he said, "It's true, I've seen cold and thick-skinned faces, but never someone like him!"
"What did you say? Who are you talking about?"
"Haha... Just kidding, come on, have some tea..."
