"Little Han, you don't usually drink tea, do you?"
Old Pan's first attempt at small talk didn't sound like a casual question.
Han Lie sensed it, but he didn't overthink it and answered honestly.
"Indeed, I don't."
Old Pan immediately began to 'educate' him, "Drinking tea is good! It cultivates the body and mind, hones patience, and can make a man more composed. It's much better than drinking sodas! Boys who drink soda are just immature kids. What kind of image is that! You should learn..."
What did that mean? It didn't sound like mere criticism, did it?
While Han Lie was pondering this, another conversation was unfolding in the living room's sofa area.
Zhao Anni asked, "Pan Pan, all the dishes today are your favorites. What would you and Ting Ting like to drink later? Will you have some red wine with Mom?"
Pan Ge replied indifferently with three words, "Drink cola!"
"Oh? That's odd..."
Zhao Anni was even more composed, merely nodding with a smile.
