บท 118: without genes, thoughts are matched

sitting around a round simple looking table made from jade four people, two with their eyes fixed on the big hand holding the other slim hand on the table clearly showing their affection, while the owners of the hand had different expressions, one is nervous and act flustered and the other just smiled looking satisfied that his eyes also kept a crescent happy shape.

the scene was stale and no one made a move or spilled a word, Li Xiang saw that no one wanted to start the conversation so he decided to say something to elevate some of the heavy atmosphere

"so grandpa how is your health ?",