The sun isn't strong today, but the air temperature is still quite high.
The servant came over to set up a sunshade for him, and placed a small table, covered with iced drinks and desserts, just in case.
The old man sat under the sunshade, his wrinkled and aged hand holding a very expensive fishing rod.
He squinted slightly, his sharp gaze falling on the lake's surface, his expression leisurely, just waiting for the fish to bite!
He started fishing in his youth and never stopped.
Although he has grown old, his fishing skills are excellent; no one knows better than him how to catch fish in the shortest time and most effective way.
This thing is actually like gambling; the more you fish, the more addictive it becomes.
Suddenly, seeing out of the corner of his eye, the old man snorted heavily with disdain.
Over there, Song Qingwan and the little loli, with the help of the servant, also set up a sunshade.
