Kapitel 231: ....My son is not impotent

The lights from outside shone through the windows of the hovercar at irregular intervals shedding some light onto Zi Feiji's flushed face. He had drunk so much at this dinner that he immediately closed his eyes as soon as he got into the hovercar. Unlike some, he was a well-behaved drunk, and just like an old pappy, he slept with the Nimsel on his chest.

The cute little thing was also curled up into a ball breathing softly as they slept together. Zi Xingxi's lips slightly quirked as she took a picture of the two of them. She tapped on her light brain and pulled up her chat interface with her son and sent him the picture.w

Recalling how her father was showing off the little rodent to the Marshal calling it his little great grandson, Zi Xingxi chuckled lowly attracting Old Lu's attention.

To fully understand why she found this quite amusing one would have to have been there to hear this unusual conversation. It went something like this: