We Disapprove

Shi Xiaoya wouldn't mind, but her parents, and any other parents, might.

If Shi Xiaoya knew of his thoughts, she would've chided him for overthinking.

Couldn't he see how eligible he was?

Han Zhuoling held Shi Xiaoya's hand with one hand and gripped the steering wheel with the other, not saying much.

He knew that Shi Xiaoya found him perfect in every way.

Because of this, unknowingly, Han Zhuoling became smug again.

Not long after, they reached the Shi family's front gate.

Mrs. Shi, Du Yiqin, stood by the French windows and craned her neck to look outside.

Shi Xiaoya's father, Shi Guanzhong, poured himself a cup of tea. "Stop looking. The walls outside are so high, you can't even spot them even if they've arrived. You've been staring at our walls for this past hour. Is it that interesting?"