"What are you talking about!"
Lin Haitang's face turned red, her expression a mix of slight annoyance.
"No nonsense here, I'm serious. I was just thinking, when can you arrange for us to officially meet," Meng Lang said earnestly.
Meet?
Isn't this about meeting the parents?
Seeing his expression, which seemed far from joking, Lin Haitang suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
"Who said I'd arrange a meeting for you?"
"But you've met my parents, haven't you?" Meng Lang argued as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"That's not the same thing! Besides, what does my business have to do with him!"
Her voice grew fainter with the second half of her sentence.
By now, she had pretty much cut ties with Mr. Lin as a daughter.
Even if she really were to meet parents, it shouldn't be her father...
"I know there's conflict between you, but blood is thicker than water. Perhaps there's some misunderstanding?" said Meng Lang, intending to be helpful.
"What misunderstanding?"
