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"What?" he almost screamed in shock.

"You're just a few years old, what do you mean by dating..."

Lin Qingmu was so angry he could die, forgetting the pain in his leg as he sprang to his feet.

He looked ready to pick a fight.

Seeing the veins bulging on Qingmu's forehead, Lin Tang coughed and said, "…uh, Dad and Mom have both agreed."

Lin Qingmu was stunned.

His heart felt like it was sinking, weighed down by a stone.

"Am I the only one who disagrees?" he asked, incredulous.

Lin Tang nodded.

Realizing his opinion was utterly useless, Lin Qingmu's expression went numb.

After a while, not quite giving up, he asked, "I'm not the last to know, am I?"

Right? Right!

At least that would be some consolation.

After careful thought, Lin Tang nodded again, "Probably."

Lin Qingmu plopped down on his butt, hitting the injured part of his right leg.

Despite nearly crunching his teeth from the pain, his face maintained an unfazed expression.