"Forget it. You're just a kid. You wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you," Lindsay said.
Cleveland frowned and said discontentedly, "I am not young anymore. I'm not a three-year-old kid!"
"Yes, yes, sure. You're four years old already, aren't you?" Lindsay said perfunctorily.
Cleveland curled his lips in dissatisfaction. "I think I can roughly understand what you're trying to say. Do you mean that he looked good in the picture, but in reality, the guy you met wasn't handsome, right?"
"Yes," Lindsay nodded.
Cleveland's eyes instantly lit up and said, "My dad is good-looking. Aunt Lindsay, do you like him?"
Lindsay was taken aback. This kid was really adding brownie points for his father at all times!
Lindsay felt embarrassed and didn't dare look at Simon. She touched her nose awkwardly and said, "It's not about whether a person looks good or not. It's also about whether their personality is compatible or not. A kid doesn't understand all these!"