"HAHAHAHA!!"
Dad suddenly burst into loud laughter.
"What are you laughing at?!"
Qin Shouchang frowned as he watched Dad throw back his head and laugh.
He had known Zeng Shilin since they were young.
It could be said that he had been firmly suppressed by Zeng Shilin in every respect since childhood.
Thus, whenever there was a chance to win back some face, he would never let it slip away.
That was why he had come here specially today.
He had even imagined it already.
After he revealed that his only daughter had entered Sixth Grade and would soon step into Fifth Grade—
The old bastard and his thieving son should have shuddered from head to toe.
Then come disbelief.
Then envy and jealousy.
Then, gritting their teeth, they would struggle to smile and congratulate him.
How...
Why was this different from what he had imagined?
"Heh."
Dad took a sip of tea and opened his mouth.
But he felt that if he said it aloud, this old friend might not be able to bear the blow.
"What? Nothing to say now?"
Qin Shouchang raised a brow, a smile curling across his lips.
"Wanyue can comprehend the Dao through the path of 'music theory' at any time. Once she enters Fifth Grade, have you decided what congratulatory gift you'll bring to my residence?"
Qin Shouchang was utterly pleased with himself.
"Ahem."
Zeng Anmin coughed and gave Qin Shouchang a meaningful look.
Qin Shouchang turned toward the sound, his brows knitting tightly.
"What? Did you catch a chill after spending a few days playing in Jiangnan?"
Well then.
Zeng Anmin's lips twitched twice.
You old fool, if you loved getting slapped in the face so much, even immortals couldn't save you.
"I merely wonder whether the agreement between you and me