Lingxiao Manor, on the first floor of the dining room, two servants were busy arranging exquisite tableware and fresh flowers.
Outside the villa, as soon as Cheng Shi parked the car, Tang Xiaowan couldn't wait to open the car door and hurriedly got out. She knew someone must be getting impatient.
When Tang Xiaowan entered the dining room, she indeed saw Leng Lingxiao already sitting in his usual spot, waiting for her. He watched Tang Xiaowan walk in with a smile, his handsome face filled with relief and deep affection.
Tang Xiaowan quickly walked over to Leng Lingxiao, gently sat down, straightened her bangs, and the ruby bracelet on her wrist shimmered in the light.
"I'm back," Leng Lingxiao said tenderly.
"Sorry, Huahua, did you get anxious waiting?" Tang Xiaowan asked, her eyes fixed on Leng Lingxiao, the brightness of her eyes tinged with a hint of apology.
She knew what he was worried about.
