The moment he turned his head, Lin Shu smeared the ash from her hands onto his face.
Even though Fang Zhi's face was originally dust-free, it had now turned into a big flower cat just like Lin Shu."
"Well, you dare smear it on my face." Fang Zhi chuckled and pounced on her.
Lin Shu was screaming and looking for places to hide.
Both of them turned the backyard of the Fang Mansion into a hide and seek playground, and soon, the backyard was filled with laughter.
"How many years have it been since such laughter has echoed through this house?" Mr. Fang, leaning on his cane at the entrance of the garden, and standing beside him was the old housekeeper who had just left.
"Indeed, Master, ever since the gentleman and the lady passed away, there has been no laughter in this house."
In fact, after such a tragedy had occurred, even if someone had something joyful to share, they dared not laugh out loud for fear of being heard by Mr. Fang.
