The back-and-forth between them was crystal clear to everyone.
Huo Shaoting had an agenda, and he raised his glass with a smile: "Looks like we have two celebrations today!"
Mingzhu, however, wasn't going to play along.
She said lightly, "I'm just friends with the old man, I've got a dozen friends like that now."
Huo Shaoting wasn't bothered, instead, he joked with the old man: "Mingzhu is still mad, the old man should try to sweeten her mood later."
The old man was fuming internally, but his youngest son's maneuver calmed him down.
Yes, Mingzhu was still mad at him!
The old man beamed and said to Mingzhu, "From now on, I'll listen to you! Whatever the missus says goes!"
Mingzhu felt disgusted inside, but instead of showing anger, she playfully teased, "If you keep talking like that, we can't even be regular friends."
Such restraint and finesse – just the kind the old man liked!
He's no fool; money spent should make a sound.
