"Oh?" Old Sir Tang was indeed startled.
But it was just a fleeting shock, followed by calmness. He held his teacup leisurely and said, "I'm old now. You might as well chat with Mr. Xiao Tang about these things."
Mr. Da Tang is Tang Mingxiang, so naturally, Mr. Xiao Tang is Tang Yanqing.
This was also a matter of course, but James raised his eyebrows slightly.
For some reason, he would rather talk to this kindly old man than to Tang Yanqing. That young detective, with eyes too penetrating, made him uneasy.
But since the old man said so, he had to agree. However, he put down the teacup, clearly showing some lack of interest.
Of course, this did not escape Old Sir Tang's eyes.
The old man smiled leisurely and said, "It's almost noon, you should stay for lunch. Our families are related by marriage, so Grandpa Tang won't stand on ceremony. It's just a family meal, let's eat and chat a bit, hmm?"
