Song Song inexplicably started to feel nervous as the man picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. His expression was a bit enigmatic, leaving it unclear whether the food was tasty or not.
Xiao Beibei, watching from the side, also felt anxious, "Dad, is it good?"
"Just okay."
Xiao Jinghuai took one bite, then stood up from his chair and added, "Keep up the good work."
Song Song felt a sigh in her heart; she knew he wouldn't be satisfied, and it was completely within her expectations.
Humph! Does he have a golden tongue or something? So picky!
"How could it not be good?"
Xiao Beibei didn't quite believe it. His small body quickly climbed onto the chair and also took a piece into his mouth, "Dad, you're lying! It's obviously delicious and tastes super good."
"Delicious?" Xiao Jinghuai raised an eyebrow, took the hand towel handed by a servant, and said expressionlessly, "Then eat more."
Xiao Beibei: "..."
