Bai Yusheng was usually calm and reserved, and sometimes cold. No one expected him to be like this at home.
He was like a child who hadn't grown up yet, teasing his parents.
Moreover, from their interaction, it was obvious they were always like this at home.
Qiao Mianmian felt warm inside as she listened to her family's laughter.
This warmth seeped into her heart and warmed it.
She hadn't felt such warmth in a long time.
Ever since Madam Qiao and her grandmother passed away, that so-called home was no longer warm.
It was Qiao Anxin and Lin Huizhen's house.
But it wasn't her and Qiao Chen's house anymore.
But now, she was so lucky. Not only did she have a new home, but she also had so many family members who loved and treated her well.
At this moment, she felt that she had no regrets.
She really liked her current life.
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The dishes were served.
