"He's going to F country the day after tomorrow."
"Oh dear, how inconvenient. Can he be back by the eighth day of the Lunar New Year?"
"How would I know?" Cheng Runzhi felt the need to remind, "Dad, I really think Rong Moyong isn't suitable for my second sister. He plays with life, is too casual with feelings, and if my sister marries him, I'm guessing he'll cheat and have affairs after they're married."
"What?" Mr. Cheng was dumbfounded, "Why would you speak ill of someone behind their back?"
Cheng Runzhi was speechless, "I just went to his villa and saw a pair of women's shoes at the entryway, and he didn't deny that there was someone inside."
"This reckless kid..." Mr. Cheng was too shocked, "No wonder he's still not married at thirty-five, so that's why. Forget it, let's focus on Zhong Yu then. He can come that day, right?"
"As long as my sister comes home, he'll definitely come."