"Ah... so that's how it is..."
"So you've figured it out. There is still hope, but it will be difficult to broadcast domestically."
Liu Zhengjiang dropped this sentence and then silently looked at the towel in his hand.
He actually wanted to style the towel into horns like Bae's father earlier, but honestly... he wouldn't do that.
"How did Juhyun's dad make that hat earlier?"
Liu Xin'an casually draped the towel over his shoulder and gave his dad a puzzled look.
"I have no idea."
"You've been here for so long, how come you know nothing."
Being criticized by his own father left Liu Xin'an speechless. He really couldn't argue, but he had no problem coming up with excuses.
"Juhyun's identity is so sensitive. How could the two of us just openly come to a sweat lodge or something."
"Tsk, you've got plenty of excuses."
"Don't talk about me. You've been married to my mom for so many years, and you know even less than I do."
