Watching the man's retreating figure, Gan Yuan chuckled lightly, "Son, eat up quickly, so we can go home after you're finished."
The little fella swallowed the steak in his mouth, "Is he chasing after you?"
Gan Yuan glanced at him sideways, "Little rascal, where did you learn such nonsense. Didn't I tell you, he's a guest of the hotel."
The little fella wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, "An explanation is a cover-up."
"Pshaw!" Gan Yuan pursed her lips, then thought for a moment and looked sideways at her son, "What do you think... How is he?"
Although she was reluctant to admit it, she couldn't help but be curious about what kind of impression her own son had of this biological father.
Gan Tang stared at the empty seat of the man opposite, "Besides having a bit of a bad temper, he's not too bad otherwise."
She had thought Gan Tang would definitely list numerous flaws of Huangfu Jue, so how could it be "not too bad"?