The previously joyous atmosphere stagnated a little. Su Chenghui remained silent and the others did not speak either.
Xiang Caiping knitted her brows as she looked at the ingredients in the hotpot. Finally, she picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks and placed it in Su Qingsang's bowl.
"Come, eat this."
"Thank you, Mother." Su Qingsang's lips twitched. She knew that Xiang Caiping felt a little troubled about the possible reason why Su Chenghui would visit at this time.
"Father, you should eat as well." Xiang Caiping could ignore Su Chenghui, but Su Qingsang could not.
"I'm not sure if the food suits your tastes. If you don't eat spicy food, you can eat from the non-spicy side of the hotpot."
Su Qingsang was well aware of Su Chenghui and his family having the habit of eating lightly-flavored food.
"Sure."
Su Chenghui did not stand on ceremony. After Sister Lu handed him a bowl, he started on his meal.
