Standing at the doorway, she waited quietly for a few minutes, but couldn't hear a sound.
She didn't know if the sound insulation was too good, or if they were just speaking very softly.
"Mommy, let's go play." Xiaocheng didn't want to stay here without moving.
"Yes, the old grandfather we just met is your mommy's grandpa. Whenever you see him, you need to call him great-grandpa," Lian Xinying instructed her son.
The relationship was too complicated; Xiaocheng couldn't even figure out who his grandpa was, so he just shook his head helplessly.
"Whatever Mommy says is right!" Xiaocheng didn't understand anyway.
Seeing her son's baffled look, Lian Xinying hugged him and left the area near the study.
Inside the study.
Old Master Lian stood by the desk and watched Yan Ye use a key to open a drawer. He took out a notebook, flipped it open, and pulled out a slip of paper.
