章 933: This Little Cotton Vest of his wasn’t Warm or Wind Resistant.

Qiao Qing was determined to play dumb. With her face twisted in confusion, she asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Jun Yexuan and Mu Jinghang watched these two's silent quarrel while they hid their laughter. 

Quan Zexi's eyes were wide due to fury. Wasn't there a saying that daughters were their father's cotton vests? This cotton vest of his was not warm at all!

"Dad, if there's nothing else, then Butler Wan-"

"There is something else!" Quan Zexi had been defeated as he muttered, "From now on… I… I… I will sleep with your… your mom… in the same… same… same room…"

His statement made Jun Yexuan and the others lose it. They began to chortle. 

He Wanqing was surprised. 

Quan Zexi stared at Jun Yexuan, "What are you smiling at?! I'm still not letting you marry my daughter!"

Jun Yexuan, "..."

This guy sure enjoyed picking on soft peaches.