Su Yan stood under the pavilion
"Does father have any other matters? I have some things to handle."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Su, who was halfway through his drink, hastily gestured with his hands
"Go ahead, go ahead. Hahahaha, father believes that you can handle your own affairs well."
A rough voice arose.
Followed by a burst of hearty laughter.
Yes, his son has hidden his skills so well.
Indeed, he is meant for great things.
Most likely, the rumors floating around in the market are mostly false.
What minor official, amusing cats and dogs.
Probably just a smokescreen released by his son, right?
Mr. Su felt utterly refreshed while drinking the cold water.
In the past, looking at his frail son irritated him everywhere he looked.
Now, he sees that he is so fair and clean, certainly favoured by the ladies.
Su Yan, of course, had no idea what his father was thinking.
He had just finished dealing with matters here and was heading west to check on that courtyard.
