Will’s face lightened up. He then asked, “Have you eaten? Do you want Aunt May to make you some supper?”
"I ate before I came home. I’m not hungry now."
"Then I'll give you something to drink," Will said. He then got up and went to the kitchen. He took out a cup of milk tea from the refrigerator and put it in front of Salmon. "It was refrigerated all the time, so it hasn’t spoiled yet."
"Milk tea?" Salmon was amused. “There’s too much milk inside. I don’t like it.”
"It's just this once. It’s not a big deal," Will complained as he glared at his son. "You aren’t even in your thirties yet. Why are you so conscious about your health? You are worse than an old man like me.”
Slamon had no reply to that.
Knowing that he couldn’t refuse any further, Salmon took the cup of milk tea and insert
