"Does Mr. Rex know?" Liang Tao was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, my grandfather really loves Chinese tea, especially prefers dark tea, with a particular fondness for Anhua Black Brick and Fuzhuan Tea. He even asked someone to come to China to collect rare tea treasures. If I’m not mistaken, the tea uncle is brewing is a precious Anhua Black Brick."

These words not only shocked Liang Tao but also left Liang Anya dumbfounded, amazed at how well-informed the man before them was about tea culture.

Wow! This man—does he actually have some culture?

Or did he just secretly search on Baidu?

"It’s amazing how keen your eye is! It’s rare to find such cultured young people nowadays, like my son; aside from loving to hang out at bars, he hardly has any other interests. Mr. Rex, you are indeed exceptional." Thinking the man in front was just a shallow show-off, Liang Tao felt a sense of connection, surprised in his tone.

Cultured? Hah! Liang Anya stifled the urge to gag, yet saw that her dad and Si Yuheng were actually getting into a conversation.

She clenched her fists, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles, glaring menacingly at Si Yuheng.

If looks could kill, Si Yuheng would have been reincarnated already!

Si Yuheng could also feel Liang Anya’s gaze piercing over him, yet he remained unfazed, nonchalantly engaging with Liang Tao while occasionally returning a provocative glance.

As the two chatted enthusiastically, Liang Tao glanced at the clock and stood up: "Excuse me, Mr. Rex, you sit first, I need to feed my granddaughter."

At this time, Xiaoxiao should be having her milk.

Liang Anya’s heart skipped a beat, feeling a cold sweat trickle down her back.

Si Yuheng glanced at the clearly child-themed green door, with a meaningful smile: "Granddaughter? Does Uncle Liang have other daughters besides Anya?"

Liang Tao took a deep breath, glancing at Anya, knowing she hadn’t told colleagues or clients about having a child.

Liang Anya had no choice but to bite the bullet: "My dad has only me as a daughter."

"Oh, and I wouldn’t have guessed you’d have a child at such a young age? What about your husband?" His tone was calm.

This damned man was still playing dumb! Liang Anya was furious but had to hold back, striving to keep her voice gentle: "I don’t have a husband."

Si Yuheng’s eyes flickered: "Oh, I see. So you had a child out of wedlock. Where’s the child’s father?"

Liang Anya’s blood boiled, snapping in frustration: "Dead!"

Liang Tao was similarly piqued at the mention of Xiaoxiao’s father, restraining only for the sake of Si Yuheng being a client of his daughter and someone he could still talk to, trying to steer away from the topic: "That man is a gone case, has nothing to do with our Anya now. Alright, Mr. Rex, please sit leisurely—"

"Yes, such a degenerate should be left behind," Si Yuheng interrupted Liang Tao, a clever glint in his eye. "But Anya is still so young, raising a child alone is too tough. Doesn’t Uncle want to find her a decent man?"

Liang Anya started sweating nervously, this despicable man, what was he trying to do!

Why did it feel like there was a crafty old fox wagging its big tail sitting on the sofa?

Sure enough, Liang Tao, upon hearing Si Yuheng’s words, felt they hit home, pausing his steps: "Of course I want that, alas."

Currently, he and Liang Jue could take care of Anya and her child, but what if he was gone first?

Liang Jue would sooner or later start his own family, leaving Anya and her daughter alone, undoubtedly pitiable.

His daughter was spoiled by him, not bright enough, never planning ahead for herself, causing him worry.

"Uncle’s idea, does it mean you’ve already selected someone for Anya?" Si Yuheng’s indifferent tone carried a hint of coldness.

Jiang Pinhao was indeed his choice for a prospective son-in-law, such a superbly good man, right here in A City, yet his daughter showed no enthusiasm. Liang Tao couldn’t help but glance at Anya: "Yes. Unfortunately, it seems Anya is not currently interested."

Si Yuheng’s handsome facial muscles visibly relaxed a bit, his deep blue eyes turned to Liang Anya, a faint smile appeared.

Afraid that her dad might continue, eliciting everything down to her underwear color from Si Yuheng, Liang Anya quickly reminded, "Daddy, I think Xiaoxiao is crying."

Liang Tao didn’t delay now, grabbing the bottle and entering the baby’s room.

...

The air in the living room became stagnant.

A few seconds later, Liang Anya regained her composure, coldly staring at Si Yuheng, lowering her voice: "Are you some community aunt, asking so many questions."

He narrowed his blue eyes, his long arm suddenly stretched, wrapping around her waist, pulling her in!

"You—" she almost screamed in fright, quickly covering her mouth, glancing at the baby’s room, then struggled within his arms, harshly whispering breathily: "...Be careful, my dad will see... you... let go of me!"

She really wanted to strangle this man!

"If I hadn’t asked your dad, how would I have known you never accepted your Teacher Jiang?" He tightened his grip, enveloping her like a fluffy candy, his voice teasingly serious: "Didn’t you say you reconciled with your Teacher Jiang? Didn’t you say he’s the man you love most? Didn’t you say you’ve always liked him, never changed? Didn’t you say Xiaoxiao is his child?"

"Let go of me... My current relationship and progress with Pinhao don’t need to be explained to you..." She forcefully pushed him, daring not to make too much noise, only glaring at him with piercing eyes.

Her gaze was irksome to him, further exacerbated by her continued denial of Xiaoxiao being his child, anger rising. Suddenly, he leaned down, impulsively capturing her lips.

Her eyes widened, not expecting him to be so bold in her own home, with her dad and daughter just a few meters away, that he dared do this to her—

"Let go of me..." she seized the chance when he breathed to utter, "My dad will be out soon... he’ll see us."

He held her waist and butt tightly, pressing her so she had no escape, breathing heavily, his voice sultry as a ghostly king in the night:

"Then let him see. See what kind of man is the father of his beloved daughter’s child..."

A bolt struck across Liang Anya’s heart, her blood drained instantly, this was what she feared most, afraid of her dad and Si Yuheng confronting.

Her dad would be furious!

If it really escalated, her dad wouldn’t stand a chance against Si Yuheng!

This matter had finally settled, her dad had finally accepted reality and was feeling better; she didn’t want her dad hurt again!

A surge of bitterness and fear welled up her throat, instantly turning into teary mist, reddening her eyes, followed by hot liquid sliding down her cheek: "...Please, don’t let my dad know about you, alright..."