"Dad, I have someone I like." Song Mengjie said with a shy face.

"People you like? How about family background? What do parents do? Song Shuhao asked a series of questions.

Song Mengjie was a little disappointed. She hoped that her father would ask her who she liked and talk about her love with herself, just like ordinary parents.

There is no desire to go on, Song Mengjie shook his head and Song Shuhao did not care. Young people of this age all like to play, which is nothing.

"Well, you have a good rest and go to the beauty salon for maintenance these two days." Song Shuhao went out...