Unlike the liveliness at Xue Yang's place, Yang Xiaozhi dragged his tired body home only to find his family—his father, mother, and three younger sisters—enjoying dinner together happily.
Seeing him return, the four of them were stunned. Xue Yuanxia was the first to react, but what she blurted out was, "Xiao Zhi, why are you back?"
Yang Xiaozhi glanced at the table, where the meal was almost finished, and said coldly, "Didn't I say I would be back today? Did you not know, or were you pretending not to know?"
Xue Yuanxia chuckled awkwardly. "We thought you'd have dinner at your uncle's place before coming back."
Yang Xiaozhi flared up. "Why would I eat at my uncle's house?"
"I saw Grandma send your aunt out to buy groceries early this morning. She said that to welcome Xue Yang back, the entire family might as well eat together today. What, they didn't ask you to stay for dinner? That can't be right."
