Chapter 87: 9 Cups of Tea

Lin Zhicheng smiled awkwardly and quickly stood up, personally walking over to Qin Hao's side. He enthusiastically helped Qin Hao, smiled kindly, and said, "Nephew Qin Hao, please sit down. Oh, you are too courteous, bringing such things. It's really embarrassing!"

"No problem." Qin Hao waved his hand casually and said, "Just now, Qin Zhiwen was right. When visiting someone else's house, you can't bring casual things, can you? Otherwise, it would be very shameful. For example, Qin Zhiwen himself."

"You!"

Qin Zhiwen's face changed. Being mocked like this by Qin Hao felt like being slapped in public. But the key issue was he had nothing to say! Qin Zhiwen was so frustrated he wanted to die!

"Dad, your attitude is correct now." At this moment, Lin Yuhan snorted, happily sat beside Qin Hao, and seemed somewhat relieved.

"Ah, nephew, I have been negligent, I sincerely apologize to you."