The bitter melon, lily, and coptis soup really made Tristan Hua smile. She served Cedric Hua a bowl and gestured: "It's weird, this soup is not bitter, it's sweet."
Cedric Hua was surprised, his eyes widened, he buried his head and took a sip, and immediately slammed the table: "If I fall for you again in the future, it will be your grandson!"
Tristan Hua nodded and gestured: "You have said this for the seventy-ninth time. I already have seventy-eight grandchildren."
Seeing Cedric Hua's glare, he extended his index finger and pointed at the soup basin: "I'm going to find a scale now to weigh the weight of this black gold fan. You'd better drink all the soup before coming back."
"No reason, it's up to you whether you want to drink or not." Before the magnificent lion roared, he gestured and smiled mischievously: "Anyway, I'm going to the palace as an errand soon, and I'm thinking about whether to take you with me."
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