Huo Sikai smiled and nodded. “Yes, yes. Let’s go. There’s nothing better than eating. If there’s anything else, let’s fill our stomachs first.”
Everyone went downstairs together. Just as they started eating, Huo Sikai suddenly remembered something.
“Oh right, young master long, Don’t you have a son? Why Don’t you bring him here for us to see?”
Huo Sikai’s sudden words made Xiang Qiuci, who had taken a sip of the soup, choke.
Seeing this, Leng Jiuchen quickly took a tissue and handed it to her. “Be careful.”
Long Sha glanced at Qiuci and looked at the curious Huo Sikai. “He’s still young and likes to make a scene. The nanny is watching. Let’s have breakfast first.”
Huo Sikai saw that long sha did not want to talk about his son, so he smiled meaningfully. “Alright then, let’s have breakfast.”
Mu Siyin was puzzled. She looked at long sha and asked, “Son?”
Long Sha nodded. “Yes.”
