Aunt Wu was very happy. “Sir, you’re back?”
Feng Sinan was dressed in a black woolen coat. His body was covered with the frost of early winter. He walked in with his long legs and handed the briefcase in his hand to Aunt Wu. Then, he threw the car keys on the counter at the entrance and took off his leather gloves, his deep and narrow eyes looked into the living room.
Su Xiaoying was sitting cross-legged on the soft woolen carpet. Her little white hand was holding a lily and she was arranging flowers in the vase.
Aunt Wu saw that Feng Sinan’s gaze was on Su Xiaoying and she quickly smiled. “Sir, you can talk to miss su for a while. I’ll go to the kitchen to prepare dinner. It’ll be ready soon.”
Feng Sinan snorted lightly.
Aunt Wu entered the kitchen. Feng Sinan spread his long legs and arrived behind su xiaoying.
Su Xiaoying’s back was facing him. She could already hear his footsteps approaching from afar.
