Bad Influence

Even if his daughter laughed at him right now, Xiang Hulin wouldn't mind it. He just couldn't give the details of the troubles Mu Chenyan caused. Everything she did could be written in history and it was legendary. That's why he often called Mu Chenyan his ancestor. 

"Oh, I'm suddenly even more curious about exactly what is my dear aunt capable of," said Xiang Wai with a teasing smile.

Xiang Weimin took the phone from her and greeted his father before asking, "Dad, is everything alright? Why are you suddenly looking for me?"

"It's like this. I'm coming to Kia City in the next week," he told his son. "I was thinking if I got some time, I'll contact you both and we can have dinner together?"

Xiang Weimin looked at his sister, "Dinner with dad, you up for it?"

Xiang Wai raised her brow in surprise, "Really? When? Where?"

"Next week," told Xiang Weimin. "You can pick the location. Dad and I'll just follow."