Lu Beichen quickly prepared a table full of dishes, looking quite presentable.
He shook his phone. Following the recipe on the phone and making it like this, he felt quite satisfied, "Seems like cooking isn't that hard, but I can't promise the taste!"
"Yuck! It tastes awful!" Lu Sinian spat the food from his mouth onto the dining table, showing a total lack of hygiene and etiquette.
Lu Beichen frowned slightly, usually letting it go since he's still young, but some basic manners must be upheld, "Who allowed you to be so careless?"
His tone was neither light nor heavy, but he genuinely looked angry, so Lu Sinian hurriedly grabbed a napkin, wiping his mouth and whispering, "It's too bad, I couldn't help it!"
"Looks like I've been spoiling you too much! You've been out with Grandpa and Grandma for so long, and not a bit of improvement, is it still not enough?" His tone was full of threat and displeasure.
