"You're getting more and more nosy!" Leng Zirui stood up, "It's getting late, you should wash up and rest. I still have tasks to do, so I'll head off first!"
"Brat!" Leng Lin cursed softly at his retreating figure, but his tone was more delighted than anything.
Originally, he was most worried about Leng Zimo, who always kept away from women. Finally, there came a Luo Xiaoqian, but then went through such events. Now, his eldest son's marriage is about to be settled, and their second child is almost born. As a father, Leng Lin's concerns naturally shifted from Leng Zimo to Leng Zirui.
Now, watching this carefree son finally show interest in Xu Xia, as a father, he couldn't be more gratified.
Stepping into the elevator, Leng Zirui leaned lazily against the elevator wall, naturally pulled out his phone, and dialed a number ingrained in his mind without looking.
"Hello?!"
On the other end, Xu Xia's voice sounded a little fatigued.
