Lu Qing, who did not care much at first, looked over when he heard that.
But the two of them were leaving.
Zhao Junli had only taken two steps with Lin Yi when they bumped into Shi Qingyue and Lù Yue'an.
Lù Chuan also walked over from behind.
"Little Yi, you just returned. Are you accustomed to it?"
Lin Yi smiled. "Of course. What's there to be unaccustomed about? It doesn't matter where I eat or sleep."
Technically, his words were polite. Zhao Junli smiled haplessly and simply pinched the back of his hand.
Lin Yi almost cried out in pain.
"This child has already forgotten all the manners he learned outside. Hurry up and greet them."
Lin Yi turned around and said, "Uncle Lù, Auntie Lù."
Lù Chuan smiled. "It's fine. This child is honest and straightforward, I like him."
As they were talking, Lin Yi's father, Lin Zhengde, came over.
