The aunt's eyes widened in surprise as she looked up.
Seeing the happy smile on Fengxuan's face, the aunt felt an inexplicable emotion rise within her.
Uneducated, she did not know that this sour feeling could be called envy.
While the aunt was busy downstairs, Chiyin accompanied Fengxuan upstairs to their room.
In the room, there were books and a drawing board prepared; she could pass the time freely, except for the time spent on her phone, which was restricted.
Chiyin opened his phone and dealt with some accumulated official business, occasionally looking up at Fengxuan, who was lying on the bed reading.
One room, two people, time quietly flowed by.
After finishing his work, he looked at the time and closed his laptop.
"Axuan, I'm going downstairs."
Upon hearing this, Fengxuan handed over her water cup, "While you're at it, bring me a cup of hot water."
"Alright."
Chiyin agreed, took her wrist in his large hand, pulled her forward, and forcefully claimed a kiss.
