At that moment, lunch was already prepared.
Thankfully, because Xia Qingwei and Lu Man were also there, Old Mrs. Han had instructed the kitchen to prepare more.
Now, even if there was an additional person, all that was needed was another set of cutlery and bowls.
"This time, how long are you planning on staying?" Han Xijin asked him at the dining table.
"I'm not sure. I'm back to take a look, and I'll make plans again later," Wang Juhuai said.
Originally, he had been planning on just coming back for the New Year, but seeing Xia Qingwei, he felt that it would be a pity to come and leave so rapidly.
Wang Juhuai took a look at the dining table and suddenly asked, "Xiao Xia, where is your husband? Why isn't he here today?"
Xia Qingwei paused.
Normally, when this sort of question was asked, everyone present would feel awkward.
But at that moment, Old Mrs. Han and the rest looked happy, totally carefree, and was even very excited.
