After seeing off the Wang father and son, the Bai Family returned to the courtyard.
Leng Yebai was still in his room absorbing Crystal Cores, with fragments filling the trash can.
Unlike before, the door to the room was open; he hadn't locked himself in.
He didn't want to see others, but he didn't want to be unable to see his family.
As soon as the Bai Family entered the living room, they headed towards Leng Yebai's room.
"Xiao Leng, what would you like for lunch?" Bai Zhengxuan smiled kindly at Leng Yebai, "It's my turn to cook today, I'll make something for you."
With tacit understanding, no one mentioned why he had locked the door earlier.
"Anything's fine."
Leng Yebai's hoarse voice came from his throat, his rotting lips slightly curving into a smile.
"Alright, I'll make braised pork knuckle for you then!"
Bai Zhengxuan grinned, making the decision quickly.
Soon he would make two braised pork knuckles, one for him and one for Leng Yebai — perfect.
