Lihua sat beside Jiang Weizhe and asked in a concerned voice, "Dad, why do you look so gloomy?"
He quickly shook his head. "Nothing."
Lihua glanced between him and Wei, who also seemed down for some reason.
Ugh...what did they talk about that both are so sad now?
She brought him his cup and brightened. "Dad, your tea. I have made it perfectly."
His gaze warmed up again. "En."
Then he immediately came in his father mode. "First tell me, how are you doing? Are you eating well? Are you sleeping well here? Do you feel uncomfortable here? You are not working too hard, right? You should be resting."
Lihua smiled. "Dad, I am alright. I have lived here my whole life, so I don't feel uncomfortable."
Jiang Weizhe pursed his lips. "The house is a little small…"
She laughed. "It's fine for two people living in it. So it's more than comfortable for just me."
"If you say so."
