Qin Wanfeng knew that Xiao Zhan and company definitely wouldn't rest this early; they had come for the exotic charm of this place. Glancing at the time and seeing it was still early, he advised, "Don't stay out too late, come back sooner."
"Why do you sound like an old father?" Xiao Zhan said.
"If you're willing to acknowledge me as your dad, I don't mind at all."
"Being a godfather is so boring. Do you have a daughter, by any chance?"
But Qin Wanfeng burst out laughing, glanced at Ye Youlong next to him before turning back to Xiao Zhan and saying, "I do have a daughter, she's not quite eighteen yet. I don't mind, but your wife won't let you, will she?"
Xiao Zhan's expression stiffened, and he couldn't help but complain, "You really are a real dad, actually thinking about pushing your daughter into the fire pit."
"Am I a fire pit?" Qin Wanfeng asked with a laugh, then continued, "You're a radish pit, one radish for each pit."
He was deliberately making a joke by saying this.
