Ye Jiuliang was at a loss for words, "..."
In the living room, Wei Nan and Wei Xi heard the commotion and had just stood up when they saw Li Mochan carrying someone back.
"Master."
Upon seeing the person in Li Mochan's arms, Wei Nan's expression subtly changed.
Li Mochan carried the person swiftly upstairs, too preoccupied to attend to the astonishment on Wei Xi's face.
Wei Xi's gaze followed the disappearing figures into the stairwell before he withdrew his eyes.
"Wei Bei, what's the situation?"
"You saw it for yourself, didn't you? The person is back, and Ye Jiuliang has taken care of both Li Hong and the Su Family," Wei Bei said.
Wei Xi opened his mouth in astonishment.
...
"Bang——"
The slamming door sound arose, blocking out the light spilling from the bedroom.
The atmosphere was calm but tinged with a bit of tension.
Ye Jiuliang nestled in his embrace, unable to bear the suffocating silence, and she was the first to speak.
"Is your cold better?"
