Mr. Lewis sighed, "You have indeed struck gold! You must have accumulated virtues over decades of lives to marry such a wife and have three children."
In a rare moment, Sonia Seaton said something nice for Roy Lewis.
"He isn't that bad either; he can be considered a match for Richelle."
Having received his "mother-in-law's" approval, the smile on Roy Lewis's face deepened a bit more.
Only then did he get a chance to look at the lanterns hanging in the room.
"Well, they are indeed beautiful. Grandpa, your friends have an unusual taste."
Finished speaking, Roy then said to Sonia Seaton.
"Master, please sit down. I'm going to see if I can help in the kitchen."
Although he said he wanted to help, in fact, he just missed Richelle too much.
Mr. Lewis and Sonia naturally knew his true intentions. After all, his only skill in the kitchen was probably causing a disaster.
"Go ahead, I told the chef to cook, but Richelle insisted on doing it herself."
