Xia Chu found it amusing, "You talk as if you already have a son now."
"Don't worry, even if you want to lose money or worry about things, you don't have the chance yet!"
Huo Xiyao kept talking nonstop, "Daughters are better anyway. They're well-behaved and obedient from a young age. Plus, when they grow up, they'll just bring back an ugly son-in-law, letting me, as the father-in-law, scrutinize him from top to bottom."
"If I'm pleased, I'll show a happy face; if I'm not, I'll tell him to scram immediately."
"Isn't this a hundred times better than having a son?"
Xia Chu chuckled, "Right, your own nurtured crisp and tender cabbage is about to be plucked away by someone else's pig, and you're still naively happy about it."
"Huo Corporation has achieved its success today not because of its strength, but rather luck, right?"
