Under the watchful gaze of the Jiang Family, Fang Minghe: "..."
He shot a dangerous look at Jiang Yisen, "Very good, you're doing very well."
Jiang Yisen: "..."
He hadn't done anything, really.
All he wanted was to have a meal without any hard feelings, considering the relationship between their families was also pretty decent in the past.
Afraid that Fang Minghe might be upset, he moved next to him when no one was paying attention and asked in a low voice, "Do they bother you that much? If you have social anxiety... should I take you out?"
Fang Minghe: "..."
It would be outrageous for him to come and then leave!
"No need, it's just dinner after all."
Mr. Jiang walked in from outside, carrying two bottles of red wine and humming a tune happily. When he saw Fang Minghe, he was shocked, "Minghe? What are you doing here?"
Jiang Yisen quickly took over the conversation, "Dad, I brought him here."
Mr. Jiang: "..."
Some not very pleasant memories surfaced.
