Then, the three of them lowered their voices and started giving him quiet advice.
"Brother Shan, are you really going to marry this foreigner?"
"You have to think this through. We don't know anything about this woman's background. If you marry her, what about Jenny, Erica, and Tammy?"
"I think it's great. With a body like that, having kids won't be a problem. She looks pretty rich, too. Maybe Brother Shan can just live off her."
Listening to the nonsense from his younger siblings, Feng Mountain felt a headache coming on. He really wanted to give each of them a good flick on the forehead to knock some sense into them.
In the end, he could only glare at the three of them helplessly and was just about to scold them.
Just then, Natasha, who was sitting on the sofa with a haughty smile, began to speak. And she spoke in Chinese, with perfectly clear and standard pronunciation, comparable to a professional announcer.
