She paused, a hint of reminiscence in her eyes, "In the past, when Dad and I went out to sea, dinner was usually some simple sandwiches or heating up canned food. We rarely sat down like this, around a pot, sharing food."
"Yeah," Mike took a sip of beer, also becoming a bit nostalgic, "At sea, efficiency and safety always come first."
"We got used to simple food, a simple life. I didn't expect..."
He glanced at Lin Yu'an, "to have such an experience like this. It doesn't feel like work; it's more like a family trip."
"Family trip," the words made Riven pause for a moment. She subconsciously glanced at Lin Yu'an, and her expression became a bit complex.
Lin Yu'an sensed the subtle change in atmosphere, used the communal chopsticks to pick up a piece of tofu and put it into Riven's bowl, and with a smile, changed the subject.
