"Sure, as long as you like it, bringing back a Tibetan Mastiff is fine."
Zhou Xianren called out very generously.
"Great, I'll go buy one now." Wang Zhiling nodded repeatedly, dressed up, and drove out.
"Dad, with such vulgarity, what do you like about her?"
After Wang Zhiling left, Zhou Haotian asked dissatisfiedly.
"I just like her because she's vulgar!" Zhou Xianren said with a sly smile, reflecting, "She used to be pretty when she was younger, that's why she caught my interest. It's just that she's older now, but after all these years with me, I can't bear to throw her away."
"It's just a woman, what's there to bear?" Zhou Haotian scoffed dismissively.
"You know nothing." Zhou Xianren glanced at Zhou Haotian irritably, shaking his glass and said with a smile:
"Because she loves me enough, over the years she's helped me hide quite a bit of wealth from the Zhou family. This villa is also registered in her name. Could I trust an ordinary person like that?"