Lin Zhixuan had a blank, cute expression on his little face as he looked at his dad and then at his older brother.
Finding it amusing, he covered his small mouth and laughed silently.
Lin Qingshan wasn't deaf; he could hear what his eldest son was saying.
He glanced sideways at him with his eyes, "Do you think your dad looks like he owns a watch factory?"
Who wouldn't want a watch!
I myself don't have one, and yet this kid dares to think about it, that's bold.
Lin Zhicheng was taken aback for a moment, his head drooping down as he let out a deep sigh.
"...Not really."
After finishing his words, he pursed his lips, adding, "You look just like a pig breeder."
Lin Qingshan's eyes widened as he was taken aback by laughter.
He reached out to lightly pat Lin Zhicheng on the back of the head, "What's wrong with breeding pigs, you dare to look down on pig breeders?"
Lin Zhicheng hurriedly shook his head, standing up straight and saying, "I'm not, don't wrong me, Dad.