Tong Airui looked at his father in confusion.
"I had someone check her transcripts. Don't tell me all she has is a pretty face and nothing but mush in her brain. A mother's intelligence directly impacts the next generation."
Tong Airui chuckled, "You're really quick, aren't you? Let me put it this way: she's very smart, just a little carefree. She's serious about things she likes, but she won't even glance at the ones she doesn't."
Long Che nodded thoughtfully, "Go rest. I'll keep this from your mom for you."
Tong Airui smiled, "Thanks, Dad. I can manage still. You've been on a flight for so long; you should go rest instead."
Long Che glared at his son in annoyance, "I'm not some old man! Go get Ai Ni and You Jia in here."
"Alright." Tong Airui walked to the door, glanced back at his father, then pushed the door open and stepped out. "Ai Ni, Dad asks you and You Jia to go in for a bit."
You Jia heard Long Che wanted to see her and nervously looked at Tong Ai Ni.
