Ezra sneered when he opened the file.

There were all kinds of materials about different women and their pictures.

Ezra sensed his father was going to talk with him about women, but it did not occur to him that the whole thing would become so urgent like he had to make a choice today.

But Ezra was not vexed, instead, he was leafing through while muttering, "This one's too fat."

"This one's nose seems too high to be real."

"This one's too short."

"This one's leg is not pretty."

"I know this one, but she used to look different. Has she had plastic surgery?"

"This one's so ugly, and you picked her? Your taste's not so good."

"That makes sense. Look around you. You are surrounded by not-so-good women, except my mother."

While scrutinizing the documents, he sarcastically criticized his father as well, which almost sent his father faint again.

Roman was finally getting better without his son's presence, but now he was pissed off the moment he came in.

"If you are not satisfied with my taste, you might as well choose yourself." Roman ridiculed.

Ezra closed the file, threw it casually onto a table nearby, and answered in a desultory manner, "It's not like I haven't chosen one. But they all ended badly."

"Maybe it was something in my gene that forbade me to settle down with someone."

gritted his

I inherited from my mother to be decent and righteous. I cannot bear to see young ladies being

was on the verge of breaking

his father

resignedly, "Fine, Maisie,

when you two broke up." As much as he looked down upon Maisie's background, he would not care that much provided that Ezra liked her and was willing to

allowed him to

met in the hall. Ezra secretly planned to look for it and saw if she had

when faced with his father, Ezra said carelessly,

I like a woman so poor and dull?

you should think I

Roman was rendered speechless.

to stay away from Ezra, and said some foul

hearty at that time, of course, he

wanted them to be together, his dear son told him that it was

directing his finger at the doorway,

they live in such a

met Ezra, he was pissed

isn't the eighties. Women are equally

daughter, Ruth, had a son, didn't she? And she and her husband are willing to name their son Cantillo, aren't they? Why don't you grant their wish as well

do you know? They will never be

and spread his hands, "If you insist, I'm afraid I

was exiting, he noticed a nurse hurriedly

were told to spy on him

son

she was about to drive to the hospital, someone called. It was from the hospital, saying that

almost blacked

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