You Have No Business Here

Bei Chendong arrived early the next morning to have tea with his father.

Father Bei was waiting in the garden. As he prepared a pot of tea, he looked at his son and smiled, "It's rare for you to think of your father."

"Bei Chendong put on his coat and sat down on a stone chair, disregarding the light snow that fell around him as he picked up a hot cup of tea, "Father, I came here today to confess to something."

"Is this the attitude you use to confess?" Father Bei asked as he glared at his son and took a sip from his cup of tea, "Speak, what's the matter?"

"Actually, I was never sick," Bei Chendong said straightforwardly.

As soon as Father Bei heard this, he slammed his fist on the stone table and frowned at Bei Chendong, "I dare you to say that again."

"I said I'm not sick!" Bei Chendong repeated, "I put on an act so you guys would allow me to marry Xiner."