Are you crazy?! He accidentally flirted with a bigwig in Beijing's elite circles.

Su Ta followed Madam Zhao back to her room.

Zhao Jinqian sat opposite his father, poured him a cup of tea, and handed it to him.

"She's young and easily frightened, please don't scare her."

After Madam Zhao left, Zhao Zhen's face immediately turned cold.

"Cowardly? If you were cowardly, you wouldn't dare mess with me!"

Zhao Jinqian was not surprised, nor did he expect his mother to be able to stop him.

"She used all her courage to like me."

Zhao Jinqian put down the teapot and looked at his father. His gaze was deep and calm, and his tone was respectful but not servile.

"So please don't scare her."

This is the second time he has repeated the same thing.

Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes, looking at his son, whom he loved and cared about the most.

After all, it was born to the woman he loved; how could he not like her?

He never valued his previous wife and children this much.

Arranged marriage and love are ultimately two different things.

Zhao Zhen got up from the sofa and glanced down at him.

"Come to my study with me, I have something to tell you."

But Zhao Jinqian not only didn't get up, he crossed his legs and sat back on the sofa, looking up at him.

"Say what you have to say here."

Zhao Zhen's face darkened, and his tone became more authoritative.

"What? You, Third Master Zhao, think you're all grown up now, and I can't boss you around anymore?"

"I just promised Tata I would wait for her here."

Zhao Jinqian's expression changed slightly, his gaze remaining calm and distant.

"I promised her, and I will definitely keep my word, so please feel free to say what you want to say."

Zhao Zhen was so angry that his face turned black, and he pointed at Zhao Zhen's face repeatedly.

"Zhao Jinqian, you've really gotten too big for your britches!"

Zhao Jinqian remained unmoved, slowly poured himself a cup of tea, and calmly said.

"So, are you going to tell me or not? If you're not going to tell me, that's fine too, I'm not really interested in hearing it anyway."

"You!" Zhao Zhen snorted and withdrew his hand, but he was helpless against him.

Although he was strict with his mother from a young age, she always protected him because of her presence.

Because he had a powerful backer since childhood, he had no respect for his father at all.

Zhao Zhen sat back down on the sofa and said with a cold face.

"This girl won't do, you should find another one."

Zhao Jinqian was not surprised by his words. He took a sip of tea, put down his cup, and said quietly.

"reason."

"They are not a good match."

Zhao Jinqian nodded, a slight smile playing on his thin lips.

"You think we're not good enough?"

Zhao Zhen frowned at him. "What do you think? The Su family is just a small, insignificant family. What good would it do you to marry her?"

"There are quite a few benefits."

"What are the benefits?"

"She can make me feel good."

Zhao Zhen was taken aback, then flew into a rage, abruptly standing up from the sofa, glaring at him with fury in his eyes.

"What did you say?"

Zhao Jinqian, however, remained unhurried and spoke slowly.

"I said she could make me feel good."

"You, you..."

Zhao Zhen looked around, as if he wanted to teach him a lesson.

"You should take it easy. I didn't mean to say that to upset you."

Zhao Zhen clutched his chest, glaring at him with a livid face, and gritted his teeth.

"I think you're just trying to drive me crazy. You think you can do whatever you want, marry whomever you want, and then the Zhao family is completely under your control, isn't it?"

"When I finally take charge of the Zhao family, I'll probably find my mom a younger stepfather to keep her company for the rest of her life."

"You, you..."

Zhao Jinqian looked at his elderly father with a slight smile.

"So you have to cherish your life and not get angry so easily. You know my mom is very popular. After all, even men my age have chatted up with her."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhen managed to suppress his anger, which was about to erupt.

"You...you're so kind! How did I end up with such a filial son? Don't even think about finding yourself a stepfather, you're truly my good son!"

Zhao Jinqian raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly when he saw him turn off the engine.

The old man was a powerful figure throughout his life, but he was also an ordinary person who was afraid of his wife.

Zhao Zhen just stared at him, puffing out his beard and glaring.

"What did you see in her? Her looks? That girl is indeed pretty, but beautiful faces are everywhere. Why choose her?"

Zhao Jinqian slowly shook his head. "I've already told you the reason. I'm getting old, and my memory is so bad?"

Zhao Zhenzhen wanted to turn around and leave; talking to this unfilial son would likely shorten his lifespan.

"I only have feelings for her. You can't expect me to be a lonely, childless person for the rest of my life, can you?"

Zhao Zhen was taken aback upon hearing this, glanced at him up and down, and his gaze fell on a certain spot with some surprise.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Jinqian shrugged. "I don't know. The doctor said it's a psychological defect that can't be cured, but luckily I met her. She's my cure."

Zhao Zhen had never heard of this disease before, and had reason to suspect that he was being lied to.

"Why don't you listen to what you're saying?"

"Otherwise, how do you explain that I haven't let any other woman get close to me or sleep with me all these years?"

Zhao Zhen: "..."

"You don't actually believe your son is some kind of celibate man, do you?"

As he spoke, he reached out and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, then casually tugged at the collar a couple of times.

The Adam's apple and neck bore very obvious hickeys and gum marks, clearly indicating how intense the encounter was.

Zhao Zhen immediately looked away and angrily accused him.

"stop!"

Zhao Jinqian's thin lips curved slightly. "It's not that I'm afraid you won't believe what I'm saying."

"So you mean you're only interested in her, not other women?"

Zhao Jinqian nodded readily, "It's only with her that I have sexual function. You can't expect me to be a monk for the rest of my life, can you?"

Zhao Zhen was speechless for a moment, never expecting this reason.

Zhao Jinqian stared at him for a while before buttoning his shirt back up.

I met her at Fahua Temple five years ago; she was only eighteen then.

Zhao Zhen then turned to look at him. "Five years ago, at Fahua Temple?"

"That's right. You should still remember what the abbot told me back then. He said that my destiny was on the way, but I didn't take it to heart until I met her again and understood what the abbot meant.

Zhao Zhen fell completely silent after that.

"dad."

Zhao Zhen looked up at him, his face expressionless, clearly still very dissatisfied.

"I love her. There will never be anyone else in my life but her. Only she can enter my heart."

Zhao Jinqian got up, walked to his side, bent down, picked up the teacup, and handed it to him personally.

"The girl is much younger than me, please be nice to her, otherwise your son will feel sorry for her."

Zhao Zhen remained silent and did not reach out to take the cup of tea, clearly still disagreeing.

Zhao Jinqian looked at his father with deep, calm eyes, and was not in a hurry when he saw that his father was unmoved.

The old man was a man who had weathered many storms; how could he possibly be persuaded by a few words?

"You should understand my feelings better than anyone else, right? After all, my mother is so much younger than you, and you've spoiled her all these years, haven't you?"

Zhao Zhen frowned in dissatisfaction. "How can that be the same?"