As for Lu Bei, the reason why he did not have any ill intentions towards Xiang Xiaoyuan was probably because he was used to it. He had attended so many weddings of his mother and had had several stepfathers. The initial awkwardness had long disappeared, he could calmly face his stepfather. Similarly, he could also calmly face his stepmother.
Lu Bei did not take the menu. "I don't have anything to add. You two can decide."
"OK."
Xiang Xiaoyuan took the menu back and flipped to the wine page. Without raising her head, she asked, "Then what do you want to drink? Fresh fruit juice or another drink? They have a special sour plum juice."
"Both are fine."
"The special sour plum juice should be delicious, right?" Xiang Xiaoyuan muttered to herself. "Forget it. Every time I try something new it always turns out bad. I'd better obediently drink some fresh fruit juice. Apple juice or orange juice?"
Lu Bei: "Both are fine."
