"Father, why did you call me? Is there something you need?"

Luo Tianhe stood with his hands behind his back, facing away from her. After a moment of contemplation, he turned around and looked at her seriously.

"Tell me, are the rumors circulating in the alley true?"

"Father, let me explain."

"Is it true? You two really kissed in the street?"

This question made Luo Zhiwan's face turn bright red, reaching the roots of her ears.

She raised her hand to rub her nose, then touched her chin, unsure of what to say.

Luo Tianhe spoke again.

"You're not answering? Is it true? You really kissed that guy surnamed Chu in the street? And... and he also..."

At this point, he felt ashamed and immediately angrily flung his sleeves.

"Father, it was just an accident. There was nothing between him and me."

"Hmph, kissing in the street when nothing's wrong? Zhiwan, you're a prominent figure in Phoenix City now, how can you not know how to respect yourself and be discreet?"

“Father, how am I being indecent? I told you, it was just an accident. Since you believe others but not me, there’s nothing I can do.”

“It’s not that I don’t trust you. You said that the young city lord likes you, and Hu Dajiang likes you too, but you didn’t agree to either of them. Now that this unknown outsider has come, you’re flirting with him. I’m telling you this today, you’re not a child anymore, you can’t be stupid, you can’t do anything foolish again.”

"Dad, I know. I will never have anything to do with him again. I just want to take care of Yiming, you, Mom, and our family. I don't want to get married."

“Zhiwan, a woman always needs a home. Now you can choose between the young city lord and Dajiang, and they don’t mind that you have a child. But now that you’ve done this, even they might start to look down on you. Sigh! You should really think about your future.”

Just as Luo Tianhe finished speaking, Jiawang's mother's voice came from outside.

"Zhiruo, Jiawang, go find Yiming quickly."

Hearing her mother's voice, Luo Zhiwan eagerly pushed open the door and rushed out, anxiously asking:

"Mother, what's wrong with Yiming?"

Her mother looked at her, her face flushed with anxiety.

“Before I started cooking, I thought I’d let him go out and play for a while, but after I finished cooking, he was nowhere to be found. I went out to look for him, but he wasn’t in the back alley either. I don’t know where he’s gone.”