"Thank you, Alice. In that case, I won’t stand on ceremony," Mason Alvarez said with a smile. Joseph had yet to pick up his chopsticks, but she had already started eating, fully embodying the meaning of being unreserved.Joseph took a bite as well, nodding slightly in approval, offering Alice generous praise for her cooking. There was no denying it—her culinary skills had improved remarkably. "Oh, by the way, your dad called me earlier. He wants to see me after lunch," Joseph mentioned casually as he ate. "My dad? What does he want with you?" Alice asked, surprised. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Does this mean you two have already met the parents? When’s the wedding? And when can I expect to hold your baby?" Mason Alvarez teased, a playful smirk on her face. Though she joked, there was a hint of envy in her heart—perhaps even a trace of melancholy. Alice was only eighteen, yet she had already introduced her boyfriend to her father. And what about herself? Why was it that she could never seem

"Oh, stop it! Don’t ask me that—you’re so shameless!" Alice covered her face, utterly embarrassed. Every time Mason Alvarez probed her with these kinds of questions, her cheeks would burn as if set ablaze. "Oh, please! You’ve been living together for so long—who would believe that nothing has happened between you two?" Mason teased with a mischievous grin. "It’s true! Joseph said he wants to wait for the right moment," Alice murmured, her voice growing softer as she buried her face deeper into her hands. "Tsk tsk, waiting for a special moment? Who would’ve thought Wilson was such a traditional man? He really doesn’t seem the type," Mason mused, clearly surprised. "Honestly, I think it’s kind of sweet," Alice said in a hushed tone. Mason draped an arm around Alice’s shoulders, her voice laced with playful mischief. "Listen, little one, a man only truly belongs to you once he’s in your grasp—understand?" Alice blinked in confusion. "What do you mean by that, Mason?" "It’s simpl

Joseph took a slow sip of his lemon water, placing the glass back on the table with a composed smile. His unhurried demeanor only served to irritate Mason Morgan. "Kid, you’ve got nothing, huh? I knew you were just full of hot air!" "But I get it. You’re trained in traditional medicine—you don’t understand modern medical practices, so you have no clue how Western medicine would treat my condition." Mason assumed Joseph’s calmness was just a stalling tactic. "Uncle Mason, I’m well-versed in traditional Chinese medicine, but I also have a solid grasp of modern medicine." "To put it plainly, I’ve mastered both worlds, East and West, past and present. In the field of andrology, my mentor was known as the ‘Saint of Men’s Health.’" "I inherited all his teachings, but I didn’t just stop there—I refined and innovated upon them. As a result, I earned the title ‘Little Saint of Men’s Health.’" "And let’s be clear—the ‘Little’ in my title isn’t because I’m inferior to my master. It’s sim

"Seven times a week should be fine. Any more than that, and it might be pushing it. Just pace yourself." Joseph said casually. "Seven times a week? That much? Even at my peak, I couldn’t manage that!" Mason Morgan was utterly stunned. Joseph cast him a knowing glance. "Sounds like Uncle Mason wasn’t all that strong to begin with." "You little brat, what nonsense are you spouting now?!" Mason instantly bristled. "Just hurry up and finish writing that prescription. Less talking, more working!" Joseph smirked but didn’t argue. He simply continued writing with quiet focus. One check’s backside wasn’t enough—he had to use a second one to finish. After about twenty minutes, he finally put down his pen. "This one is the prescription, and the other contains the medical instructions. Follow them precisely, and you’ll be fine." Joseph handed both checks to Mason Morgan. Mason scanned them, recognizing a few of the ingredients but not fully understanding their effects. After all, he

While Mason Alvarez was drowning in embarrassment, Joseph sat at his desk, utterly unfazed, leisurely flipping through documents and browsing references on his computer, as though the chaos around him had nothing to do with him.The sight of his calm demeanor only fueled Mason's frustration.Why was she the one being grilled by Brady Rogers and Felix Baker, while this infuriating man got to sit there, completely untouched by the storm?Fueled by indignation, she abruptly lifted her foot and stomped hard on Joseph’s.“Ouch!”Joseph yelped in pain, turning to her in disbelief.“Professor Alvarez, what the hell?! Why’d you step on my foot?”“Oh, sorry. Totally an accident.”Mason shot him a glare that said otherwise. Joseph was left speechless.“Professor Alvarez, you still haven’t answered Professor Baker’s question.”Brady Rogers reminded her, ever so helpfully.Mason nearly choked. Brady, who usually came off as the quiet one, was now joining the teasing squad? The world had truly gon