After hanging up, Lu Chen smiled at Mo Nuan. “Are you afraid of going back to the estate now?”

Mo Nuan shook her head. “It’s not the estate itself I’m afraid of, but rather Grandpa’s tonics. I just can’t handle them.”

In their own little home, she could indulge in some whining and sweet talk to avoid certain things, but at Grandpa’s place, she wouldn’t have the same freedom. It’s hard to disappoint elders who go out of their way to prepare things for you.

Moreover, Lu Chen understood her preferences and made things that suited her taste, which was quite normal. Grandpa’s remedies, on the other hand, were too...