Evening.
Sun Yaohuo, carrying a large and small bundle of gifts, arrived at the Lin family's villa and excitedly rang the doorbell.
He had been the one to help his junior buy this villa.
However, it was Sun Yaohuo's first visit since the house was renovated.
Who might open the door, the junior or one of his family members?
A smile was already on Sun Yaohuo's face, ready to greet them at first sight.
Click.
The door opened.
Sun Yaohuo paused, and then with a strange expression, he lowered his head to look at who was opening the door—
Antarctica.
His mom, who was watching TV on the sofa, stood up and came over with a smile, "Oh, it's Yaohuo! Come in, come in. This dog is quicker than me, always rushing to open the door for guests."
"Good evening."
Lin Xuan and Lin Yao, who were watching TV with their mom, also politely stood up to greet him, having previously dined with him at the Yu Dynasty's seabed restaurant.
"Good evening, everyone!"
