Time passed, and a month flew by with unusual tranquility, as if there were no schemes or tricks in existence.
Jiang Tongtong, noticing that Lin Gantang was going out less, thought she might be unwell and specifically went to check on her at her home.
Jiang Tongtong was timid, and Lin Gantang also feared that if she knew, she would overthink, so she didn't mention anything about Feng Yangyang's situation to her.
When Jiang Tongtong arrived with the child, Lin Zhaonan also came after work, "I'm here to pick up my wife and child, Yanqing, can you make me a cup of lemon tea?"
The brother-in-law unabashedly ordered his brother-in-law around.
As a guest comes through the door, it was intentional.
Mr. Lin, hearing that his son and daughter-in-law were at his daughter's place, also came running. He familiarly took a seat on the sofa, "Zhaonan, make me a cup of milk tea, less sugar, at room temperature."
With his son around, how could he order his son-in-law?
