Wen Suihan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, "Didn't you say that the outside food was unhygienic and you would only eat at home?"
Nian Nian grunted, looking exasperated, "Even if outside food isn't hygienic, it's better than getting food poisoning at home."
Wen Suihan watched him leisurely.
Nian Nian sighed like a little adult, then said, "Uncle, the food you cook is too terrible..."
Zhang Cheng, who was preparing to drive, couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
Not until he saw Wen Suihan's murderous eyes in the rearview mirror did he force himself to stop.
He then asked, "Director Wen, where are we going next?"
Wen Suihan replied coldly, "To the fried chicken restaurant."
Zhang Cheng: "..."
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Zhang Cheng parked the car in front of a Foodcourt popular with kids.
Wen Suihan held Nian Nian's small hand, and the two of them, one big and one small, walked inside together.
Seeing them walk away, Zhang Cheng prepared to find a parking spot nearby.
