His family, Xuejun, is definitely not a foodie.
Lu Hualiang sat up straight and loudly refuted, "How is that possible! I never kneel on durians!"
"Not kneel? Then why are you introducing this method to me? I thought it was Director Lu's advice." Han Luoqi teased, not believing a word of it.
Lu Hualiang's face darkened, "Nonsense, I'm the one who calls the shots in my family. When I say one Xia Weibao, she wouldn't dare say two. If someone has to kneel on durians, it would be her, not me. It's common knowledge to appease your wife by kneeling on durians, don't you know that, you idiot!"
Han Luoqi, "..."
Only an expletive could express how he felt like a dog in that moment!
Who is Lu Hualiang—the first famous cold male idol in Huaxia!
To say so many words at once, there must be something fishy, right?
Besides, he's the one in charge at the Lu Family? When he says one Xia Weibao, she wouldn't dare say two?
Not even an expletive can describe his feelings now!
