"No! Today I want to take you guys to a place that I used to frequent—a very comfortable spot," Li Xingwan immediately changed the subject. She didn't want Fu Chengzhou to see her face getting hotter and more embarrassed. She simply started walking briskly ahead.
Little Mobao followed alongside Fu Chengzhou, walking behind her. The father and son were strikingly identical in their demeanor. Neither hurried nor slow, languid and carefree with their hands tucked in their pockets.
Wherever they went, they attracted the gazes of many onlookers.
Until they stopped outside a particular store.
Little Mobao halted, and Fu Chengzhou did the same. They both furrowed their brows in the same expression, looking up at the oversized sign above the shop's door.
"SPA?"
Fu Chengzhou's face seemed to darken slightly. "Do you usually like to come to this kind of store?"
He had never learned about this before. It truly was a surprise to him this time.
