Just moments ago, Wu Lifeng had been reflecting on how right Lin Li was. Yet now, after stuffing himself with such flavorful food, he sat frozen in his seat, head tilted back, staring blankly at Lin Li and Qin Xuan as they beamed at the elders at this table.
He had even forgotten to chew.
As for everyone else present...
As everyone knew, no elder could refuse this kind of "thoughtfulness" from Lin Li and Qin Xuan.
At banquets in the past, they had always been the ones asking or hoping that the younger generation would respect the traditional culture of the dinner table and toast the elders. Even then, they would usually be politely refused, and those who agreed mostly did so unwillingly.
But what had they done to deserve seeing these two children actively embrace the culture today?
So, upon hearing this, everyone at the table was stunned for a moment before immediately laughing and playing along.
They kept saying, "Good, good, good," either standing up or hurriedly pouring drinks for themselves or the people beside them. They even eyed everyone else's glasses and used drinking-persuasion lines like, "Ah Xuan and the others are taking the initiative to toast us, and you're only drinking that little?"
In short, because Lin Li and Qin Xuan stood up, everyone happily followed suit. And then everyone was standing.
Oh.
Not everyone.
By the time Wu Lifeng realized what was happening—
His tilted head slowly lowered, while the hand holding his chopsticks began to tremble faintly.
"Cough, cough!! Cough cough cough—"
Maybe he wanted to cough up blood. In any case, Wu Lifeng began coughing, but to keep the food in his mouth from flying out, he could only cover his mouth and cough dully in his seat.
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