Mr. Su was overjoyed by his son's praise, and his eyes shifted self-consciously to the travel bag.
"My boy, you've become such a sweet-talker since marrying Jiaojiao. And here your mother was, not even buying me clothes anymore, thinking I'm getting old, haha..."
"When Mom sees how good you look in these new clothes, she'll definitely buy you plenty more."
Seeing how much his dad loved the new clothes, Su Shuochi's heart suddenly filled with warmth.
He was constantly hinting to his parents that they should be willing to spend the money they earned on themselves.
Mr. Su then pointed to the paper boxes inside the travel bag. "Xiao Wu, take a look and see what's in those boxes."
"Xiao Wu, don't bother looking. Those boxes are full of facial masks. Jiaojiao bought them especially for Mom and Dad."
"What? For me? Hehe, what's an old man like me going to do with facial masks? Jiaojiao is just so thoughtful."
