Tang Su really couldn't understand. Before this, her dad clearly liked Lu Han even more than her mom did. Moreover, her dad had said that as long as it was someone his daughter liked, he would definitely support her to the end.
What happened today?
Had he forgotten what he had said? Did he have amnesia?
In slapping his own face like this, she wanted to ask her emperor father, does it not hurt?
Tang Su turned her head to look at Lu Han, who also had a helpless expression. Being clever, Tang Su rolled her eyes and after carefully pondering and digesting what Lu Han had said upstairs, she roughly understood what was going on.
No way?
Was the old man being this petty?
Just as Tang Su was about to say something, they arrived at the Chuanxiang Pavilion.
The hostess at the door welcomed them inside, and Lu Han had booked a private room. It was the peak dining time, and the tables in the main hall were all full.
