The old Chinese medicine doctor said with concern, "The child smokes, try persuading him more to quit smoking."
"I've tried." Claire Prescott replied calmly, silently picking up a piece of meat to eat, not wanting to dwell on the topic of Finn Prescott anymore.
She's advised him to quit smoking more than five times.
But he never listened. Every time she got close to him, she could smell a faint tobacco scent on him.
Perhaps his future wife could persuade him.
The old Chinese medicine doctor looked up at Chase Chambers. From the moment he saw him this morning, he could guess his identity.
His chest was upright; no matter whether he was standing or sitting, his posture was particularly upright, and his gaze was firm, full of integrity.
Now, while eating with them, although not wolfing down the food, he intentionally slowed down his eating.
But when he looked at his granddaughter, his expression changed slightly, softening a bit.
