Tacit Agreement

Turning her head slightly, Wang Ming Cheng also looked at the door and her eyes deepened and her fingers twitched. Suddenly… she also became rather interested in the familial wine, and the festival wine they had been working on in the last seven years seemed to pale in comparison. But thinking of all the hard work they had put in, and the unwillingness she felt when she tasted how… 'poor' the result was, she wasn't quite willing to give in. "Even if you really want to take in a child, at the very least you have to consider if they're willing and if they're able. If you take in another Old Sh*t or a kid who's unwilling to put in the hard work like Ku Mang, the Wang family arts will really die in our hands you know!"

Hearing that her sister was giving in slightly, although her tongue had become even more vicious, Wang Ming Liang suddenly changed the topic again, returning to what they were discussing a while ago. "I said the girl was talented in wine, didn't I?"