After sending Zhang Yuxi home.
Lin Feng called a taxi and hurried home, not knowing why his dad wanted him back early.
Soon, Lin Feng was home.
As soon as he opened the door, he found the dining table filled with dishes.
From the kitchen came clanging sounds, and Lin Feng guessed his mom should be cooking.
Lin Feng put his backpack on the sofa, then walked to the kitchen.
He saw his dad, Lin Dashan, wearing an apron and cutting vegetables, while something was also cooking in the pot…
Lin Feng looked puzzled, this was unheard of!
Normally, Lin Dashan was busy with company affairs every day. Although his dad cooked delicious food, it was hardly ever tasted.
"Huh? Kid, you're back."
Lin Dashan looked up to see Lin Feng standing at the kitchen door and said offhandedly.
"Dad, what's this…" Lin Feng asked puzzledly.
"What do you mean 'what's this,' I'm cooking, can't you see?" Lin Dashan said, not in a good mood.
