Song Qingge saw Leng Youchen approaching, her eyes brightened, and she quickly stood up, softly calling out, "Third Brother."
Leng Youchen entered the living room, where the bright crystal chandelier lit up the space as bright as day. The indifferent look on his face stung Song Qingge's eyes, as his gaze didn't even fall upon her.
At that moment, she also noticed the homewear Leng Youchen was wearing was the male version from the Starry Home Couple Set, and the slippers on his feet were identical to Wei Anning's.
These small details about them were intimacies she could never infringe upon, slicing through her heart, making it so painful she could hardly breathe.
Leng Youchen's gaze settled on Wei Anning, warm and tender, as if he hadn't seen Father Song and his daughter at all, and he gently said, "Woken up? Hungry? I'll have Aunt Liu prepare dinner."
Wei Anning knew he was deliberately ignoring Father Song and his daughter. She shook her head, "Not hungry."
