Old Chen didn't want Chen Tianlong to worry, so he always acted as if everything was fine.
"Old Chen, drink it while it's hot; I brewed this Anxin Grass myself," Chen Tianlong said with a faint smile.
"Oh, just leave it there. I'll drink it in a bit. You go out with Shen Yan and have some fun, don't just stay cooped up at home."
Old Chen remained as domineering as ever, rarely saying thank you to Chen Tianlong, and never showing a smile towards him. At this moment, Chen Tianlong felt a bit awkward, like his warm face had been pressed against Old Chen's cold behind, but he was already used to it.
"Alright, just remember to drink the medicine."
Chen Tianlong didn't delay any further and went straight out with Shen Yan.
As they stepped out, Chen Tianlong saw Yong was still around, so he deliberately walked past him without speaking. But after just a few steps, Chen Yong called out to him, "Tianlong, about that matter, please help us out."
