"Brother, are you okay?"
Li Wei snuggled in her brother's arms and looked at him with worry.
Ever since he attended the funeral, Li Rui had been out of his mind. It was as if there was a dark cloud hanging over his body, and he was exuding a strong decadent aura.
"Eh? I'm fine! What are you thinking about?"
It took Li Rui a few seconds to react. He chuckled and rubbed his sister's head.
However, there was an inexplicable trace of bitterness under that smile, which made people unable to be happy.
Li Wei's lips moved slightly, but she swallowed the words she was about to say. She arched in his arms like a kitten and rubbed her head against him.
Zhao youxuan looked at the half-eaten chicken feet with pickled pepper and finally gritted her teeth.
"Li Rui! Chicken dinner jiojio!"
Li Rui didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at the chicken feet that were in his mouth.
