Seeing Tan Lin was about to cough again, Tan You picked up a lion's head meatball and stuffed it into his mouth. "Eat more food, drink less soda."
Tan Lin immediately shut his mouth. 'It looks like Second Uncle is completely outmatched by my daughter,' he thought.
"Speaking of which, Tan Lin bought a house in town. I haven't had a chance to visit yet." Tan Desheng changed the subject, turning the conversation back to Tan Lin.
Tan Lin swallowed the meatball Tan You had fed him. He had no intention of letting Tan Desheng visit. "It's just a small place, nothing much to see. It's about the same as the house here."
'After the way Tan Desheng treated him and Cheng Wenhui in the past, how could he possibly suck up to him again? Besides, he wasn't without support now. The once-capable Tan Desheng now seemed like nothing special in Tan Lin's eyes.'
