"So it's Tang Lian? Sorry....."
"I just had a nightmare, dreamed that little You met a yellow-haired guy riding a ghost fire, came home with a big belly, and the yellow-hair was propping his legs up, asking me to light his cigarette, telling your mom to get a basin of water from the bathroom for foot washing..."
"I was all set to take him down." Tang You's dad breathed a sigh of relief seeing his daughter's flat stomach.
It's certainly delightful that his daughter has a boyfriend, but if that boyfriend is nothing but a pile of stinking dog poop, that's troublesome.
He was nearly dialing up bodyguards in his dream to dig a pit, ready to bury that stinking dog poop in a mine pit, when he suddenly woke up to see Tang Lian's spirit-transformed dark furry face.
"Dad! What are you talking about? I'm not blind!" Tang You exclaimed, annoyed.
