"Xiao Yue, what's wrong with him?" Zhang Hualian asked with concern.
Tang Yue looked at Zhang Hualian, puzzled, and said, "Mom, I don't know either."
"Xiao Yang is a pure and kind child, excellent in studies, and even has his own career. This young man is truly remarkable." Zhang Hualian didn't like the Lian Family, but she admired Lian Qingyang.
"Xiao Yang is indeed very good."
Tang Yue nodded.
In the bathroom, as the hot water washed over Lian Qingyang, the small bathroom filled with steam, slowly calming him down.
"Where's Uncle Tang?" During dinner, Lian Qingyang didn't see Tang Zhengde and asked curiously.
"My dad's at the shop; he won't be back until after nine." Tang Yue explained, giving him a knowing look and said, "Xiao Yang, are you thinking about my dad's cooking?"
"Hehe."
Lian Qingyang laughed brightly and said, "Yes, Uncle Tang's cooking is delicious. I haven't had it in a long time."
