As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yun smacked him on the head: "You little rascal, spouting nonsense again? Do you even have the face to say that? Your sister is both self-disciplined and self-aware. If you could achieve even one-tenth of what she does, I wouldn't have to worry so much."
Ning Hao winced in pain, tears welling up in his eyes. Hua Yan quickly tried to ease the tension, allowing the harmonious lunch to smoothly continue.
Though people tend to think of him as a prominent lawyer, Aunt Zhao Yun's Northeastern dishes were remarkably authentic. She was from Hebei and mentioned she'd let them try Hebei cuisine next time, to which Hua Yan exclaimed how blissful that would be.
"We're back to work on the seventh. Why don't we take you to the amusement park tomorrow?"
