"There You Go!" 

Zhao Zin still didn't see Zhao Yang's black face that seemed to be dripping with ink. He casually rebuked Zhao Yang. 

"I want to call you Xiao Yang Yang too, but your mom already called you that, so I– " 

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. Don't call me Xiao Yang, or Xiao Yang Yang, or whatever." Zhao Yang hurriedly cut in. His expression sank at his dad's words. 

Dammit, dad. Don't you know sarcasm?! And you know I don't like getting called Xiao Yang, right? That's too childish! 

Zhao Yang felt like sealing his dad away in some kind of temple. How many women thought that they were going to be his wife because his dad was acting so friendly toward them? 

What if Jiayi misunderstood? That will only make things complicated. 

Zhao Yang could feel his head throb. This is why he didn't want to introduce Lai Jiayi to his parents...but they insisted…