"End of the month?" Li Si pondered, "I want to return to North City to see my dad afterward!" In the blink of an eye, two years of rebirth had passed, and within these two years, so much had happened that was unforeseen.
Leng Mochen lovingly embraced her. "I'll go with you!"
"Okay!" Li Si nestled into his warm arms, closed her eyes, and savored the soothing sweetness of the moment.
A few days later, at the Leng Family's old residence, Mr. Leng Sr. had returned early and now wore a stern expression as he faced John.
During his time away for recuperation, he had learned from Zeng Qiuping about the lively events that had unfolded at the Leng Family in his absence.
The usually inconspicuous second son and his wife had secretly brought home a child they claimed to be Leng Mochen's son. Did they truly believe he had grown too old to manage these matters?
They hadn't even bothered to inform him. Was there no longer any respect for him as the elder in their eyes?
