It was almost 11 p.m. when Ren Suo returned home, and he immediately handed the gifts to his father and mother.
Ren's father quickly took the items to the study to take pictures, unbox them, and share them on social media. Ren's mother raised an eyebrow and asked, "You... didn't buy anything else at the mall? Like chocolates or something?"
Ren Suo said, "I don't like eating chocolate."
Ren's mother's eyes widened as she looked at Ren Suo, as if she were seeing a roasted pig running across the ground, its trotters braised, poised to explode into pieces in the next second.
Ren Xingmei, who had just finished showering and emerged from the bathroom, giggled. "I don't like eating chocolate either. Right? Who needs chocolate?"
