Han Pengcheng heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing Le Yao walk out with the vegetables in her hands, he hurriedly went forward and took the plastic bag. He even smiled. "Second Sister."
"You're sensible now. You know how to welcome me, but why didn't you go downstairs?" Le Yao raised her hand and patted Han Pengcheng's head. "Let's go. I'll make hotpot for you today."
"Hehe." Han Pengcheng smiled. "I was just about to go down." Then, he glanced in the direction of the stairs and hurriedly pulled her into the house to close the door. However, his heart was still in his throat because he saw Liao Hu standing at the stairs, looking over sinisterly.
"What's wrong?" Le Yao looked back at Han Pengcheng. "Did something happen? You're acting strange."
"No… no…" Han Pengcheng hurriedly smiled. "Perhaps my schoolwork has been too heavy recently and I'm not used to it…"
