Chen Yongen said, "It's not bad. It's not as noisy as modern times. It's more nostalgic."
Chen Tianding smiled at Ye Feng and said, "I said this boy is not ordinary. You don't believe me."
Ye Feng also had some changes in Chen Yong's view, but he still said, "The decoration is so old. Of course, I feel nostalgic." Chen Tianding didn't talk with him, but just looked at Chen Yong with a smile. However, Chen Yong suddenly felt puzzled and couldn't understand what they were talking about.
Chen Tianding ordered several cakes and a pot of tea, and then picked up a newspaper and began to read it carefully. Mr. Ye closed his eyes and savored the fragrant tea in his mouth. On the contrary, Ye Jiahui was playing with the tea cup while eating the cake. Except for the occasional crisp sound of the
