Feng Yuxin's not fully developed face gradually sank, and she said unhappily, "He's so annoying, his guardian isn't Brother Mu, so why does he always come to my brother? So annoying."
Feeling displeased, Feng Yuxin's eyes spun around before suddenly revealing a mischievous smile and pulling out her phone to make a call...
Tuanzi climbed to the second floor with his backpack on and noticed light spilling out from the study door, which was ajar and not closed.
Tuanzi squeezed in and saw from a distance the genteel man standing in front of the desk, looking down at a photo on the table.
He seemed so absorbed that he didn't even notice Tuanzi approaching.
Tuanzi grew more puzzled, what's up with Uncle? Why is he so entranced?
Tuanzi walked to Feng Huaimu's side, stood on tiptoe a little, and curiously looked at the photo on the desk, blurting out, "Aunt Haohao!"
Feng Huaimu woke as if from a dream, immediately tucking the yellowed photo under a book at lightning speed.
