"What a coincidence, I don't mind the sourness of vinegar either."
"For example, I like fried fish in vinegar sauce."
"Hmm, me too."
"For example, I like sweet and sour pork ribs."
"Haha, me too."
"Ah, we have so much more in common, hero."
"Yeah, more and more in common." Finishing his sentence, Gem Atkinson looked at the still dumbfounded Secretary Song and said, "Get us a cup of milk tea."
"Yes, Mr. President." Secretary Song finally came to her senses, quietly closed the door, and left.
Curious glances came from the secretary's room, and someone asked Secretary Song, "What's going on?"
Secretary Song shrugged her shoulders, "Something unbelievable."
"Is the child...?"
Secretary Song shrugged her shoulders again, "Let me take the milk tea in, then I'll explain."
In the office, Gem Atkinson held Audrey all the way to the sofa, letting her sit on his lap while asking, "When did you arrive in River State?"
Audrey held up four fingers and said, "Four days ago."
