Ye Hao saw that Ye Zhao had a casual personality, similar to his father's. He wanted to scold him a little, but he remembered that he had not recovered his memory and felt a little unfamiliar, so he did not speak.
He did not continue to toast with Madam Su.
Madam Su had been holding her teacup the whole time. When she saw him put down his cup, she quickly grinned and put away her teacup. At the same time, she reached out to twist Ye Zhao's arm and glared at him.
Ye Zhao sucked in a breath of cold air and quickly smiled apologetically. "Wife, what are you doing? Hurry up and eat. Mother put in a lot of meat today."
"You only know how to eat. You weren't even serious when Big Brother toasted you just now," Madam Su complained in a low voice.
Ye Zhao waved his hand nonchalantly. "It's okay. We're so close. Big Brother won't mind."
"Have you forgotten that Big Brother lost his memory? He's not familiar with you." Madam Su glanced at him.
