Harry rolled his eyes at him. Then, he turned to smile at my dad. “No, dad. I am Lil Bing’s favorite husband, Harry!” He then shoved Xing Chuan away with his body and bowed at my dad.

My dad was dumbfounded, as still as though he’d been freeze-framed. Even the monitor showed that there was a skip in his brainwave.

Harry immediately nudged Raffles, urging, “Hurry up and introduce yourself!”

Raffles blushed, stammering, “Dad… Dad… I am also Lil Bing’s husband. My name is Raffles…”

My dad’s jaw dropped. He turned to look at Ah Zong stiffly, asking, “You wouldn’t be Lil Bing’s husband too, would you?”

Ah Zong nodded bashfully, responding, “It is my honor to be Lil Bing’s husband!”

My dad looked around at them...