Situ Qingqing strongly agreed with the second brother's idea. She nodded and said, "I really think you should talk about it. Maybe if you tell dad the importance of sweetheart to you, dad will consider it."

"Dad would think that her importance is less than one ten thousandth of He Jing's." Situ Qinglang retorted habitually.

"Why don't you try?" Situ Qingqing was dissatisfied with her second brother. "Although dad looks like a stunning person, my heart is not a stunning person. You said that dad has never given you a good face in the years, but thinking about it the other way around, have you never given dad any good face?"

Situ Qinglang was silent. He admitted that his sister was right, but his mother's death always made him unable to let go, and his father's cold and harsh attitude towards him always made him unable to remove his burden. There was an insurmountable gap and obstacles to exchange between him and Situ Zheng, and even in essence, their ideas were different.

"Let's talk about it." He responded in ambiguously.

Situ Qingqing shut up tactfully, "Let's talk about it" proves that the second brother has considered it, and it is better than not saying anything about it.

While speaking, Uncle Yan went to the attic to call Situ Qinglang. He lowered his voice and said, "The leader seems to be a little suspicious of Young Master Jiaming's girlfriend. If you want you to go down, you can be mentally prepared."

Situ Qinglang looked at Situ Qingqing coldly, and his eyes seemed to say again - I'll ask you if something happened.

Situ Qingqing stuck out his tongue and thought it was a donkey's liver and lungs. Did I not make any contribution? You can eat at all!

He followed Uncle Yan out of the attic, and Situ Qingqing felt bored and followed her down. On the way back to her room, she was stopped by He Jing.

"Can I talk to you?" He Jing's tone was sincere, but her beautiful eyes were full of persistence. She stopped Situ Qingqing's door with her hands, as if she didn't agree, so she would not leave.

"What are you talking about?" Situ Qingqing didn't give her any good face.

"I won't take up your time for too long." He Jing avoided answering.

Situ Qinglang was invited by Yan Li to Situ Zheng's study room, and then closed the door respectfully. Situ Zheng was practicing calligraphy on the desk, and asked without raising his head: "He Jiaming brought the girl you like to see you?"

Situ Qinglang's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know how his father saw it, so for a moment he didn't know whether to admit it or continue to conceal it, whether his father was testing or had a certain evidence.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Situ Zheng finally raised his head and snorted: "If you don't say it, it means you're acquiesce."

Situ Qinglang stared at Situ Zheng's face silently - the most terrifying soldier was a soldier who had been struggling on the battlefield for decades, and a soldier who had lost half his life on the battlefield for life and death. This is how Situ Zheng was.

Situ Zheng pointed to the sofa beside him and ordered: "Sit."

Situ Qinglang remembered sweetheart and sister's words. For the first time, he decided to obey their advice and talk to his father, so he responded: "Yes." Then he sat upright on the sofa.

"What do you think of that girl?" Situ Zheng was not good at talking about such issues with his children. His first marriage was arranged. Although it was not suitable, in his subconscious, he believed that marriage should be arranged by his family, especially for military and political marriages like theirs.

"A lot." Situ Qinglang answered honestly, "very simple. Although her family background is not good, she is very positive and has a sense of resilience."

Situ Zheng knocked on the cigarette butt and sneered: "Resilience, how can this resilience help you?"
Chapter completed!