Shu Wan was enjoying her meal quite happily, "I think it's grilled quite well."
Fu Yang glanced over at Shu Wan upon hearing this and couldn't resist rolling his eyes.
Hehe, how could it not be good?
His own father had given all the well-grilled meat to Shu Wan, leaving him with just the scraps or unevenly cooked pieces.
Fine, if his dad didn't care about father-son affection, he couldn't blame him for being such a bright and obtrusive third wheel.
After finishing the barbecue, Shu Wan sat next to the tent watching the stars while Fu Siyu cleaned up.
When he had finished cleaning and was about to sit next to Shu Wan, a figure swiftly passed by and directly occupied the spot on Shu Wan's right hand side.
And on Shu Wan's left, was a small cabinet that couldn't be moved.
Fu Siyu looked towards Fu Yang, and Fu Yang raised his head, slightly lifting his eyebrows at Fu Siyu, "Dad, why don't you sit and rest for a while?"
