At this moment, Hao Hao was sitting on her lap.
She held him with one hand and fed him pumpkin porridge with a spoon using the other.
Hao Hao seemed to sense the unusual atmosphere.
Although he was used to eating by himself, he didn't say anything this time as He Xinyun fed him.
The bowl of porridge in front of Jian Ningfeng remained untouched, the same as it was before breakfast.
Jian Liangtong felt terribly upset, as if every second was an ordeal.
After breakfast.
He Xinyun was washing dishes in the kitchen.
Jian Ningfeng held Hao Hao in the living room, every corner of the room seemed to be covered in shadows.
Jian Liangtong came out of the room, pulling a suitcase.
Jian Ningfeng looked up at her, his face twitching slightly.
Jian Liangtong bit her lip, forcing herself to ignore the sorrowful redness in his eyes.
She placed the suitcase by the door and went to the kitchen.
