Early morning, at the Lin family's villa.
Lin Lin saw Lin Yuxin sitting alone at the dining table and hadn't seen Liu Yichen for a while, puzzled: "Where's Yichen?"
Qingqing chimed in from the side: "Could he still be sleeping in? Brother-in-law is not exactly a diligent person."
Lin Lin didn't think so. Saying he's not diligent? He almost stayed up all night.
Lin Yuxin smiled faintly: "Yichen has been up for a long time; he's probably enjoying the sight of air hostesses' black silk legs on the plane by now."
"Huh? Plane?" Qingqing was shocked. That scoundrel left so suddenly, making her feel her long pants had nowhere to go.
"Yichen left?" Lin Lin was very surprised, thinking they might have had another conflict. However, seeing her daughter's smile, her eyes were filled with undiluted charm, so it shouldn't be that.
