Back at the Cheng family house, Old Master Cheng was immediately surrounded by everyone in the room.
"Dad, look at the time, why are you coming back so late? We thought something happened to you." A middle-aged man in his fifties said with a frown.
"Yes, Old Master, why so late tonight? We almost sent people out to look for you!" Standing next to the middle-aged man was a woman of similar age with an elegant demeanor.
"Didn't I say I was having dinner outside tonight? I'm not a child anymore. What's the big deal about being a bit late? I'm back now, aren't I?" Old Master Cheng looked at his eldest son and daughter-in-law, chuckling.
"Dad, did you drink?" A man in his forties stood aside, asking with furrowed brows.
Old Master Cheng felt a bit guilty and said, "No, I didn't. It was at dinner, someone at the next table knocked over a bottle, and some spilled on me!"
