She picked up a glass of juice and a glass of champagne from the self-service bar's beverage area, and Lele chose a plate of snacks. The mother and son then walked towards a corner.
Lele, holding the snacks, stood in front of Huo Jingtang with both hands raising the treats, "Daddy, do you want some snacks?"
Huo Jingtang lowered his gaze to the Lele in front of him, who was gazing up with innocent, wide eyes. A faint paternal smile, tinged with tenderness, appeared on his usually stoic face, "Thank you, but Daddy doesn't like sweets."
"Daddy, eating sweets can improve your mood and make you feel happy," Lele insisted, looking into his father's eyes.
Huo Jingtang ruffled his son's hair, realizing that even his own son could see he was unhappy and was thus offering him sweets. This precious act of filial piety warmed Huo Jingtang's chilly heart. Not wanting to disappoint his son, he picked up a piece of cake from the plate and put it in his mouth.
