When Zheng Ren and Su Yun returned home, the lights were still on, but there was no one in the house. There was not even hei Zi who was squatting on the ground with his tongue out, waiting to pet the dog's head.
He had already received Xie Yiren's WeChat message that she had brought Chang Yue back to Golden Palm.
Looking at the empty house, Zheng Ren was a little unhappy.
In the past, when they came home late, Xie Yiren and Chang Yue would sometimes watch TV on the sofa, and sometimes they would be asleep. No matter what, the house had the scent of her. This was what a home should be like.
Although it was similar to a shared dormitory, in Zheng Ren's heart, wherever Yiren was was home.
His father-in-law and mother-in-law had returned. It was really troublesome.
When Zheng Ren thought of the smile that seemed to be carved on uncle ning's steady face, he couldn't help but feel annoyed.
