"What are you snatching people for?" Fan Shufang didn't quite understand at first.
Dong Yuanzhong burst into laughter, "Boss, that brat said he wants Little Sweet to join the army. Weren't you planning to have Little Sweet join your Translation Department later?"
Dong Yuanzhong sold his own son out without any hesitation.
As expected, upon hearing this news, Fan Shufang immediately bristled.
She had her eye on Little Sweet for years, always thinking about how to lure her into the Translation Department. What was this brat getting involved in?
"You little brat, I told you to find a wife and give me a grandson, and you kept delaying. I tolerated that, but now you're trying to snatch someone from me? Do you think your life is too comfortable?"
Fan Shufang took the phone from Dong Yuanzhong and immediately launched into a barrage of accusations.
Her own son was truly infuriating.
She couldn't bring herself to discipline Minister Chang or Minister Wu when they competed with her for people.
But her own little rascal had grown bold?
Little Sweet, such a well-behaved, soft, and adorable little girl, they wanted to send her to the army?
Was that a place for a little girl like Little Sweet?
Besides, how old was Little Sweet?
Dong Laoda on the other end of the phone was instantly dumbfounded.
How did it turn into a competition with his own mother for someone?
It wasn't like Qiao Guangyuan had mentioned that the Translation Department also wanted this person!
If he had, wouldn't he have considered whether he could try to snatch her?
Was it still possible to take back what he had just said?
Dong Laoda couldn't help but think again, being a father wasn't easy. This was clearly stirring up trouble, and successfully so.
To avoid further torment from his own mother, Dong Laoda decided to make a strategic retreat.
"Mom, I have something to do here, I'll hang up now!"
Dong Laoda hurriedly tried to end the call.
"You dare to hang up on me, you little punk!" Fan Shufang knew her son's little tricks and immediately reprimanded him.
As expected, Dong Laoda dared not hang up the phone anymore.
He could only say in a gentle tone, "Mom, I didn't know you also fancied this person. If I had known earlier, even with ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare to compete with you for her!"
He was inwardly complaining about Qiao Guangyuan, that brat, for not speaking clearly and forgetting the most important department, the Translation Department.
If he had mentioned the Translation Department, he would have definitely inquired about the situation first.
However, who exactly was this little girl that so many people were vying for?
He knew what kind of person his own mother was.
Anyone his mother fancied couldn't be ordinary.
Perhaps he should ask his mother for more information?
"Hmph, I knew you wouldn't dare to compete with me for her!" Hearing her son's soft words, Fan Shufang's mood improved considerably.
"Of course, Mom, how could I dare to compete with you for her?"
"Little Sweet is indeed outstanding. It shows some discernment to fancy Little Sweet!" Fan Shufang's tone was now filled with pride and self-satisfaction.
Dong Laoda on the other end of the phone was instantly baffled by his own mother!
With that proud tone, if one didn't know better, they'd think she was talking about her own precious child.
"Mom, who is this Little Sweet?" he asked tentatively.
"What are you thinking about every time you call me? Didn't you hear what I said?" Fan Shufang became even more annoyed by her son's question.
Was this son of hers born to anger her?
He wasn't a son, but a calamity!
Dong Laoda: "..."
What did this have to do with him not listening carefully when he answered the phone?
His mother always rambled about irrelevant things during their calls, so he never paid close attention.
Could it be that she had mentioned this child before?
"I've told you several times, Little Sweet is the youngest granddaughter of your paternal uncle's family, and you still haven't remembered!"
Fan Shufang felt that if this brat were standing in front of her, she would definitely kick him a few times.
Dong Laoda thought back carefully, and indeed, his mother had brought up this topic before.
However, how could he have known that the soft and adorable niece his mother spoke of was actually a highly sought-after prize?
Especially with talent in the military?
Wait, how could a soft and adorable girl possibly have talent in the military?
What was going on?
Was Qiao Guangyuan wrong, or was his mother wrong?
Dong Laoda was almost bewildered, he didn't even hear his mother continue to scold him.
In any case, he felt that one of them had a mistaken perception.
Fan Shufang, who had hung up the phone, was still fuming.
What was that brat thinking?
Little Sweet, such a soft and adorable girl, to be sent to the army?
To be trained into a rough soldier?
How dare they?
With so many grown men not joining the army, they wanted to send a little girl!
"Old Dong, what is your son thinking?"
Dong Yuanzhong poured his wife a cup of water and said, "You have to look at things from both sides. The fact that people are competing for her proves how outstanding our Little Sweet is!"
Dong Yuanzhong smiled cheerfully, and anyone who didn't know him would think he was praising his own child!
In reality, Dong Yuanzhong, who had not yet successfully held his precious grandson, truly regarded the children of the Su family, especially Su Little Sweet, as his own.
Hearing Dong Yuanzhong's words, Fan Shufang suddenly felt that it made some sense.
"Old Dong, you say, everyone is competing with me, can I win?" Fan Shufang asked with a sense of defeat.
With such an outstanding child, why did she choose to study Chinese Language and Literature, a field with no clear future?
Even if she wanted to study a language-related field, at the very least, studying foreign languages would be good!
Is this child planning to become a female writer in the future?
Wouldn't it be better to be a female translator?
"She's young and hasn't settled on a path yet. Perhaps the child herself doesn't know what she wants to do when she grows up!" Dong Yuanzhong thought, she's just a teenager.
She's either in elementary school or junior high. Although Little Sweet is in college, she's still young, what does she understand?
Fan Shufang felt that this statement made quite a lot of sense.
Little Sweet's age was indeed not great, perhaps she didn't understand anything.
She would wait a bit longer!
During this time, if she subtly influenced the child, perhaps this matter would be settled?
The thought of this possibility instantly cheered Fan Shufang up.
"It's getting late, time to sleep. Old lady, you say, you're not the head of the Translation Department, why are you so worried?"
Dong Yuanzhong didn't really want Su Little Sweet to join the Translation Department. While the place sounded prestigious, the pressure it entailed was truly immense.