"Do you want some ice slush?"
That one sentence made Mr. Yu stop his nagging and look at Yu Zeming with dissatisfaction, growing even angrier as he said, "Eat, eat, eat! That's all you know!"
"If you'd spend just one-third of the effort you put into eating on finding a partner, would I be this angry?"
"Yu Zeming! Do you even care if I get angry or not?"
Mr. Yu started up again, only this time in a different direction.
It had a bit of the "You don't love me anymore" vibe to it.
Yu Zeming didn't argue, because he knew well that if he dared say a word, his dad could go on about it all day.
"Ah, I'll just eat it myself." Yu Zeming crouched opposite Mr. Yu, opened the airtight container, and took out the still-chilly strawberry ice slush.
"It's so beautiful!" Yu Zeming initially wanted to tease his dad, but upon seeing the whole appearance of the ice slush, he felt a bit regretful.
It would have been better not to take it out.
