Rong Shengsheng didn't take it seriously and dashed inside, her voice cheerful like a chirping little sparrow, "Hanxian..."
Li Hanxian was cooking in the kitchen when she rushed over and hugged him tightly.
Li Hanxian's cold, dark eyes also softened a bit, and he smiled with his lips slightly pursed, "Was everything smooth today?"
"It went quite smoothly. Did relatives from the Li family come today? What did they want with you?"
"Nothing much, just coming to see me. Don't worry."
"That's good then."
"Go sit on the sofa for a bit. The food will be ready soon."
"No, I want to help you cook."
Li Hanxian stretched out his hand and tapped Rong Shengsheng's little nose, looking at her with immense adoration, yet also with a tinge of sadness and concern.
Only today, he had learned that Li Jingming had returned, and at a time like this...
