Lu Tongzhi couldn't hold back his explosive temper. He kicked his son, sending him stumbling back two steps.
"Stop interrupting all the time. This Miss Xiao is preparing to choose a husband, and I want you to steer clear for a while."
"Why?" Lu Ping's eyes suddenly went wide. "Dad, that's not what you used to say. You said that if I could marry Miss Xiao, I'd gain a powerful backer. Why have you changed your tune now?"
"You little rascal, don't play dumb. Don't you know the situation Mr. Xiao is in right now?
Back in the day, with your qualifications, she wouldn't have even given you a second glance."
Lu Ping pouted. "…" 'That's perfect, then.'
"Listen to your father," Lu Tongzhi's voice softened. He was genuinely afraid this little rascal would push back and end up marrying a holy terror. "If it were the legitimate daughter, I certainly wouldn't object.
But unfortunately, our humble family isn't worthy of her.
