"Do you know how heavy he is?"
Mother Lei mumbled with her eyes closed.
There was a faint sweet scent of Osmanthus in the air.
Lin Hanxing was about to call someone over when he looked up and saw father Lei.
The coldness and bloodlust in his bones when he was young had been hidden very deeply. His cold appearance was peaceful, but the personal charm of a mature man was becoming more and more attractive with the passage of time.
Lin Hanxing did not find it hard to understand why Zhong Xueqing was still thinking about father Lei even after she had left for so long.
"Dad," he said.
Lin Hanxing stood up, but father Lei smiled and waved at her.
There was no trace of the imposing manner he had when facing outsiders.
The Lei family had a very interesting characteristic. No matter what kind of noble status they had outside, when they returned here, everyone would wear their original appearance without any concealment.
