Nangong Feihong opened the door.
He looked at Nangong Yaoling standing at the door.
"Why are you here?" Nangong Feihong asked reluctantly.
"I came to see you," Nangong Yaoling said with a faint smile.
Nangong Feihong replied coldly, "You still care about me?"
"If I don't care about you, who will?" Nangong Yaoling said, walking in.
Qin Yi followed behind him, glancing around the room, looking at Nangong Feihong: "Feihong, are you home alone?"
"Of course, do you see anyone else here?" Nangong Feihong replied irritably.
He turned around and casually walked to the sofa and sat down.
He turned on the TV and picked up some snacks to eat.
Nangong Yaoling's gaze fell on the snack bags and the two sticks of sugar-coated haws beside them.
Something flashed in his eyes.
"How's the resort doing lately?"
"It's okay," Nangong Feihong pretended to answer nonchalantly.
Nangong Yaoling nodded.
"Are you used to living here alone? Do you want me to hire a servant for you?"
