Chapter 160: Do you, by any chance, like my mom?

Across the table, Adriel River's hand trembled, and the piece of spicy blood tofu he was holding fell back into the dish.

Grayson Sutton, realizing the ambiguity in his words as soon as they left his mouth, hurriedly changed the subject, "Anyway, if you remember me, you can come and visit during the New Year and bring some gifts as a tribute."

Wayne Don chuckled mischievously, "I got it. Could it be that you have a crush on my Mommy?"

Grayson Sutton jumped up as if he had swallowed a bomb, his handsome face flushing with panic as if exposed, "How could that be possible! I'm rich and good-looking—why wouldn't women like me? I definitely don't have a crush on your Mommy; don't overthink it!"

"Oh, is that so?" Wayne Don scooped up a spoonful of porridge and placed it in his mouth, "My Mommy doesn't like you either, so don't worry."

Grayson Sutton felt as if he had been shot in the chest several times.