Shen Zhixu had made up his mind to leave, and the others stopped trying to persuade him to stay. They watched the man in the coat turn around and leave.

Zhou's father quickly closed the door, successfully blocking out the biting cold wind that was blowing in from outside.

He rubbed his hands and walked tremblingly behind the mother and daughter. The three of them drank a few cups of hot tea in the living room to warm themselves up.

Yu'er was really curious about Chen Zhixu, mainly because her father always called him "Brother Xu", which made him a generation older than her.

So after finishing her meal, the little girl stuffed her mouth with snacks and pulled her father aside to ask him questions.

"Dad, how old is Professor Xu? How come you're of the same generation as him? He doesn't look much older than me."

Father Zhou drank two cups of tea he had brewed himself and looked very satisfied. After hearing what his daughter said, he naturally had nothing to say.

"Professor Xu is probably several years older than you, definitely around 27 or 28."

Yu'er counted on her fingers and found that she was twenty-two years old this year and her father was forty-five years old.

At the age of 23, how can you be so shameless and have the nerve to call someone Brother Xu.

Although my daughter didn't say anything, the meaning revealed in her eyes was very clear.

Father Zhou looked at her with disbelief and raised his eyebrows.

"You don't understand. In our circle, we don't look at age, we look at ability."

"You just heard it too. He was awarded the title of professor at the young age of less than 30. His ability is incredible. Nothing to say."

Yu'er was peeling an orange with a helpless look on her face.

"Then you can't call him Brother Xu either. How can your daughter call him uncle?"

Seeing her husband choking and unable to speak, and her daughter looking very embarrassed, Zhou's mother spoke up.

"What's so difficult about it? You two are of different generations and have different opinions. You can call him Professor Xu or Brother Xu, it's up to you. I don't think you will have many opportunities to meet each other anyway."

Yuer stuffed the orange into her mother's mouth, hugged her mother's arm, and acted like a clingy little koala.

"Mom is still good, Dad is not good."

Zhou's father glared with anger.

"What's wrong with Daddy? Isn't Daddy the pillar of support for his precious daughter?"

"Oh! Daddy is so sad."

The mother and daughter turned around and saw Zhou's father, who was performing a backwards fall with his hands covering his chest.

This drama queen.

When Zhou's mother saw that things were not going well, she winked at her daughter and told her to go and coax the person.

The precious girl always obeys her mother's orders.

She pulled her father, who was lying on the sofa, and started to act coquettishly in a soft voice.

Father Zhou couldn't resist the sweet words of his little girl at all. In less than two seconds, he was coaxed into grinning and his teeth were showing.