Zhou Shuren looked at Zhang Jinghong, "You really do have the nerve to show up at my doorstep."
In his heart, Zhang Jinghong thought that even if he didn't dare, he had to steel himself to come. Life in the capital was already difficult, and during the New Year's, his home was especially cold and lonely. He definitely had to make an appearance at the Zhou family, "Times are tough, no choice."
Zhou Shuren gestured for Zhang Jinghong to have some tea, "Then sit for a while longer."
Zhang Jinghong was overjoyed. He had just planned to pay his respects for the New Year and leave, but he didn't expect to be able to stay a bit longer. There were many officials visiting the Zhou family to offer New Year's greetings, and by not leaving immediately, he hoped it would make his year a little better.
Over at Zhulan's side, Yao Xin's eyes were glued to the twins, filled with longing for a child.
