Why Wasn't He as Thoughtful as His Son?
Editor: Atlas Studios
Since then, he had never touched any sweets, cakes or any such things.
Although she asked him, Auntie Sun still took out a sealed box of Godiva truffle chocolates for him.
Opening the box, Han Zhuofeng grumbled, "It's so cheesy out there that I felt nauseated and my mouth felt a little sour. I came here to eat something sweet, otherwise I will surely vomit."
Auntie Sun: "…"
After a short while since they had sat down, Auntie Sun served all the dishes so that the lunch could begin.
"Zhuofeng, have you recommended your classmates to watch Red Tiger yet?" Old Mrs Han asked.
Feeling frustrated and annoyed, Han Zhuofeng snickered. "I don't even need to recommend it. During the holidays, all of them watched it with their family and friends already. When I tried recommending today, they even said that I was late to the party, and were shocked that I only found out only now."