After Mr. Lin learned the good news of Wen Yanqing's recovery, his face remained calm, but his heart was beyond joyous, so he specially asked the two of them to come back for dinner tonight, mainly to see how Wen Yanqing was doing.
Auntie Zhang had already set the dinner table, and the family sat together amid lively chatter.
Mr. Lin was in a good mood and brought out some wine, which no one stopped him from doing.
"Yanqing, want a drink?" Mr. Lin poured a glass of wine.
"I've just recovered from an illness, so I'd better not drink." Wen Yanqing passed the wine glass to Lin Zhaonan: "Zhaonan, will you drink with Dad?"
Lin Zhaonan cocked his ear to the side: "What?"
Wen Yanqing laughed lightly: "Big brother, how about a drink?"
"Ah, sure, I should keep Dad company." Lin Zhaonan's expression was both satisfied and smug.
Lin Gantang saw the obnoxious look on his face and really wanted to stomp on him.
