When the two returned home, Aunt Li was preparing meals in the kitchen. The midday sun penetrated through the window, making every dish look beautifying and extremely tempting.
"Why is the living room so quiet?" Aunt Li asked while busying herself.
"They are discussing something upstairs." Blake took a small bowl and served himself some soup.
"Is Mr. Han complaining?" Aunt Li lowered her voice.
"No," Blake smiled, "They are talking about something...very funny."
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