"Why are you all standing at the doorway?" Mrs. Yao looked at the two brothers who were lingering at the door and called out.
"My brother is concerned about me," Lu Huan cleverly replied, seizing the opportunity to scurry through the doorway.
His brother remained standing there for a while longer.
Lu Huan could imagine his brother's sniper-like aiming stance was in hunt of someone, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed for Manman: Sister, you better watch out for yourself.
Jun Ye lowered his head and stepped into the house.
In the living room, Elder Yao sat next to Mrs. Lu, talking.
"Godmother, I remember you made a dish for Lu Jun's birthday last year, shrimp with scrambled eggs. Today, when Lu Jun and I were coming back, we talked about it and really missed that dish. I wonder if we'll have the privilege of enjoying it tonight?"
When Elder Yao said this, his tone was gentle, his smile blooming like a flower, as if he was bringing it up casually, brimming with sincerity.
