Chongxi grimaced, clutching at his head as he looked back and saw Father standing right behind him, grinning widely. "Talk if you will, but nice of you to toss me into the fray, are you?" He chuckled. Chongxi's mention of Godmother had inadvertently grazed the surface of Father's stack of former dalliances, and as if the timing could not be worst, Father must have wandered out of the kitchens to take a brief cigarette respite from his cooking and that was when he heard Chongxi saying, "You can too, if you have a Godmother who can save you!" "Heh heh heh, Uncle Hai," Chongxi giggled as he rubbed his head and said, "Surely your heroics in your heydays have won you scores of many admirers..." Only to have his head banged again. The rest of the table, Xiao Yu included, were snickering quietly, although there was an unmistakable hint of concern in her eyes. She was a more introverted girl, a stark contrast from Yuanyuan, whose temperament was colloquially labe
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