Lin Yuan had just dropped Liu Zheng off at home when he heard the joyous laughter of mother and son. Xu Xiaoshu was sprawled on the sofa, complaining about Xu Ai's cooking skills, whereas Liu Zheng smelled the delicious aroma of the meal as soon as he walked in the door.
This was the first time the scent of cooking wafted through the apartment.
His kitchen had everything one could need, yet it was very clean.
Normally, he would return to the large family house, but recently, he had been staying in the apartment. He did not particularly enjoy dueling with Wang Youting and the others back at the mansion and wanted to spend more time with his son.
When he would come home, he almost always had food delivered, rarely cooking himself.
"Daddy, you're back. Hello, Uncle Lin Yuan."
