In the sitting room of Zhen family, the Han’s and the Zhen’s are quarreling fiercely. Han Siqi and Fu Zhengzheng mediate between them. At this moment, Fu Xing’s happy voice comes from the yard.

“Grandfather, grandmother, I’m back.”

Eight pairs of eyes in the sitting room shoot towards the door simultaneously.

“Xingxing, my good grandson.”

Ji Yashu rushes over first and Han Tengyue follows her.

“Hurry up. Take ...