Cao Yushu felt a lump in his throat and was struck by a great blow!
So, all the things his parents had told him such as "height is not a problem," "my son is already very tall," and "I am very satisfied with this height" were false, merely words of comfort.
Cao Yushu said expressionlessly, "Dad, I've grown taller, it's your son, no mistake."
Cao Jinhai had been locked up in the inner kitchen of Juxian Pavilion to learn cooking, refusing any customers' orders, studying recipes day and night without sleep, and had not come back for half a month already.
He had been growing taller by the day, growing 1cm each day. Now, in the blink of an eye, he had shot up to 1.8 meters, becoming a strapping young man.
The few girls who had previously mocked him as a "dead shorty cripple" blushed and hastily fled as soon as they saw him.
