Amidst the brief conversation, the waiters flowed in line, bringing exquisite dishes to the table, a feast for the senses.
Feng Yi's mouth was dry from talking so much, and seeing the food being served, he closed his mouth.
Time to eat.
The family dinner began, and ever since Su Li's morning sickness ended, she enjoyed her food immensely, her appetite substantially increased.
"Ning Yan, want some wine?" Feng Huaijin asked, holding a bottle of red wine.
Ning Yan shook his head: "No need, thank you, brother-in-law."
Feng Yi laughed and said: "He's just a kid. Dad, I want a drink."
But Feng Huaijin placed the bottle back on the wine rack with a calm tone: "What wine for an underage drinker? You... didn't inherit my alcohol intolerance?"
Feng Yi shook his head: "I can drink without being allergic to alcohol. My brother is allergic to alcohol and almost had a fatal incident because of it before."
Ning Yan glanced at Feng Yi upon hearing this, wondering who was the child.
