Tang Fei glanced at her daughter, ready to answer, but Huo Ting Cheng's deep voice cut in smoothly, "Yes and no arguments, vegetables are good. Eat your food!"
The girl pouted, stabbing her chopsticks into the vegetables with dramatic reluctance.
Tang Fei's jaw ticked. She hated when he stole her lines like that, as if her authority was always secondary to his.
Tinghao leaned toward Qin Xinyu, whispering something that made the boy stifle a laugh. Zhihao shot them a disapproving look, but didn't know they were laughing at something different.
Secretary Li cleared his throat. "Ting Cheng... What's today's schedule after the children's drop-off? we have a meeting with the defense council at the defense forces and also don't forget the congress is happening today..."
"We'll discuss that in the car," Huo Ting Cheng interrupted smoothly, lifting his teacup. "Right now, let's have breakfast."
