These words immediately cooled down Song Tan.
After all, her dad could really be quite unreliable at times.
Looking distantly, the unreliable middle-aged man was browsing Douyin, blasting the sound as if he wanted the whole world to hear—
[Take a look at this car, all men...]
She silently withdrew her gaze.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Lun Chuan gathered his thoughts and soon the mechanical keyboard emitted a rapid sound. The irregular "click-clack" of the keyboard transformed the scenes in his mind into words.
He was always focused while working, yet during breaks between paragraphs, he couldn't help but let his mind wander to this new place.
The exceptionally fresh air made even breathing feel refreshing, and his smart watch could give him three hours of deep sleep data feedback in the morning. Even here, his sensitive body seemed less fragile.
As for the Song Family's cuisine, the enthusiastic hosts, and... the very interesting Song Tan.
