Yu Zeling craned his neck and took a couple of careful sniffs, "Smells so good."
It was the fragrance of tea.
Longjing tea fragrance!
Yu Zeling's eyes gradually widened, looking at the empty living room, "Where's Dad?"
"Dad-- Dad---"
"Where is he?"
Just as Yu Zeling was muttering to himself, the old butler came out and said to him, "Eldest Young Master, the Master mentioned that he would be visiting friends these days and won't be returning for the time being."
He's not coming back?
Yu Zeling always felt that something had happened that he didn't know about, and as he tried to connect the dots, a message from Yu Zeming arrived.
"Big brother, Mr. Nian from Little River Live sent me a small packet of Longjing tea, it's really tasty."
After Yu Zeling read the message, he hurriedly turned around to look at where he had just set down the express delivery— the box was gone.
"Oh my— really my own dad!"
