Itchy and Impatient

"What are we betting on?" Feng Tianlan looked down at him, his ink-black eyes gleaming with a cold light.

"You go and confess to Beautiful Sister, see if she will accept you! If she accepts you, you win; if she rejects you, it means she doesn't fancy you, and I win!"

Feng Yuanxi secretly thought, "If father successfully confesses, that would be great. Even if I lose, I'll be happy. If Beautiful Sister doesn't accept father, at least I'll win against him."

No matter which way it goes, he won't consider it a loss!

Feng Tianlan coolly refused. "I won't bet."

Feng Yuanxi provoked him, "Are you afraid of losing, father? So deep down, you also know that Beautiful Sister doesn't like you, right!"

Feng Tianlan smirked without commenting.

Oh no! Father didn't take the bait!

Feng Yuanxi wrinkled his little nose.

Despite the urge to give up at this juncture, he couldn't quell the unwillingness in his heart.