Seeing that he had a chance, Fu Hanlai quickly tried to defend himself.
He rambled on about the things he had thought about last night, and finally summarized.
"My son really meant well!"
You just don't appreciate kindness!
King Ping: "..."
alright.
It's confirmed.
It seems that his son really did go crazy without them noticing.
Once he realized his son was mentally challenged, King Ping was no longer so angry; instead, he put on a smile.
"Ah Shou..."
“Father, please don’t do this, your son is afraid.”
King Ping: "..."
"In short, Ah Shou, Lin'er's future daughter will definitely be very beautiful, delicate, and lovable, right?"
Of course!
That's my granddaughter!
"That's natural. Although Jiang Xuelin is fierce, she is quite good-looking. Girls who look like her are naturally pretty and delicate."
"No, no, no, how could she look exactly like Lin'er? They say daughters resemble their fathers. Who knows, that girl might even have eyes like her father, the same nose, the same face, and the same mouth."
The more Fu Hanlai listened, the darker his face became.
"What do you think? A dimple would make your smile sweeter."
Fu Hanlai nodded.
"As for eyes, almond-shaped eyes are softer and prettier, aren't they?"
While giving examples, Prince Ping observed Fu Hanlai and slowly described the non-existent little girl.
The more I talk about it, the more I want to get to know her—she's my little granddaughter!
I wonder when he'll be able to hold his granddaughter.
The young woman is the perfect combination of her son and daughter-in-law's best qualities; just thinking about her makes one's heart melt, and one wishes they could offer her everything.
...Fu Hanlai obviously thought so too!
However, he did not realize that the descriptions added by Prince Ping that differed from those of Jiang Xuelin were actually descriptions of himself.
"...Ahem, although she is Jiang Xuelin's daughter, she is still my niece. As her uncle, I am not stingy. I will definitely prepare some of her favorite little trinkets for her."
"Isn't it pleasing?" King Ping asked again.
Fu Hanlai was still imagining it in his mind when he heard this and nodded.
It's definitely endearing.
"She looks like Lin'er, but her eyes and dimples are like your little girl's. Don't you like her?"
Fu Hanlai: "..."
The next moment, King Ping saw that his son, Hun Bujiu, had turned bright red.
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