Leng Youchen directly took Wei Anning back to Caesar's Mile. When they returned to the apartment, it was already three in the morning. Having been bustling about all night, they were both somewhat exhausted. Nonetheless, Leng Youchen went to the kitchen and cooked her a bowl of pork trotter noodles to drive away the gloom.
Wei Anning held the bowl of pork trotter noodles, her heart feeling warm. Leng Youchen sat down across from her, looking at her thin cheeks, inexplicably feeling a pang of compassion, "Eat, after that take a bath and have a good rest. Don't think about anything."
Wei Anning nodded. She picked up the chopsticks and slurped the noodles, asking him while she ate, "What about Chenchen? You've been running around for days, you didn't leave him home alone, did you?"
"He's at the kindergarten, someone is there with him, don't worry," Leng Youchen replied gently.
