Returning to the restaurant, Ou Lan's mood was exceptionally good, and she even took the initiative to greet Zhan Moxiao, "Ha, Master Xiao is mighty, conquering the battlefield, playing the market, and even mastering the kitchen, impressive indeed."
Zhan Moxiao sat solemnly at the head of the five-meter-long luxurious dining table, still exuding the dignity of a supreme ruler, showing none of the frivolity from his deliberate display of swordsmanship earlier. He merely glanced at her faintly in response to her compliment.
Ou Lan felt she had solicited a cold and dull response, so with self-mocking, she lightly coughed and sat down to eat, deciding not to take it to heart considering she had secretly captured such a beautiful video of him.
Zhan Lingtao deeply felt the adult world was too hypocritical, with Ou Xiaolan being hypocritical and his dad even more so—one feigning enthusiasm and the other pretending to be cold and aloof.
