Witnessing Your Happiness (18)

"Huo Mian likes it." That was all Su Yu said, in such a matter-of-factly way at that.

In the end, An had no choice but to help the lady pack up all the tofu skewers.

The Su Family was rarely this quiet. When Huo Mian walked downstairs to get some water, she saw that the door was wide open.

A man about fifty years old, wearing a traditional suit, came in with a handsome but serious look.

The man looked up at Huo Mian and seemed a little hesitant, too.

"Sir, you're back." The nanny walked over to welcome him and handed over a pair of slippers.

After hearing what the nanny said, Huo Mian immediately put down the glass and went over to introduce himself.

"Hi, Uncle Su. I'm Huo Mian."

"Hm." Su Yu's dad nodded with a stern look on his face before turning around to go upstairs.

Huo Mian was pretty reserved and thought that Su Yu's dad was a little intimidating.