Lu Chenyuan's rare hobby was described by Ou as bottles and jars. The antiques he bought were enough to open a museum.
Lu Chenyuan glanced at Lin Yan.
Lin Yan finally smiled, hugged Ou's neck and kissed her cheek. "Sweetheart, if Daddy likes something, he'll spend his own money to buy it."
Ou glanced at the steak on the table and sympathetically advised, "Mommy, eat less. The steak Daddy fries isn't good for bad teeth; it's hard as a rock."
Lu Chenyuan poked a piece of steak with his fork, brought it to his mouth, then put it down, losing his appetite just looking at it.
Lin Yan's phone rang; she tilted her chin up, signaling Lu Chenyuan to take Ou upstairs.
Lu Chenyuan's peripheral vision caught the name Ling Tingfeng on the screen, and his expression darkened. Why call so late?
Lu Chenyuan confessed, Lin Yan's business often needed Ling Tingfeng.
He wanted to help but couldn't intervene.
"You say..."
