"Really young and fearless!"
Wang Jinhui saw Leng Lingxiao rush up the stairs, not even bothering to greet him.
This couldn't help but remind him of 45 years ago when he too recklessly ran straight to Tang Mei to ask if she had missed him.
Meanwhile, Li Fugui, standing on the entry steps, gossiped eagerly to Zhao Renjie.
"Old Zhao, what's up with Mr. Leng?"
"I don't know."
"I knew you'd say that."
Indeed, Li Fugui had a clear guess in his mind about Leng Lingxiao's behavior; it was nothing more than fear of something happening to Tang Xiaowan, coming over to have a look.
Sure enough, Leng Lingxiao went straight to the master bedroom at the eastern end after he got upstairs.
"Tangtang, Tangtang, Tang..."
Tang Xiaowan emerged from the bathroom, face full of shock, her long black hair soaking wet.
Clearly, she hadn't expected him to come.
