As he watched Tang Qing wolf down the steamed dumplings, one after another, Tang Kai couldn't help but beam with delight. In his opinion, a child who could eat heartily was a blessing. Especially at Tang Qing's age, a boy with a good appetite was a good thing.
Yet, this was only reserved for his own kin. After all, he was a well-known Chinese tycoon in Bangkok, his tastes and demands for quality had naturally been elevated. If any other talented young man were to eat like this in front of him, he would undoubtedly deem the manners vulgar, uncultured, and impolite. Even if his own daughter displayed sloppy eating manners, he would be sure to reprimand her. However, when it came to Tang Qing, his own nephew, he couldn't find anything to fault, seeing as Tang Qing was the only male heir of their generation in the Tang family.
"Tangtang, slow down, don't choke. These dumplings are still hot." Tang Kai said with a laugh.