Song Fengwan was dumbfounded by Fu Chen's sudden confession and walked out of the bathroom in a daze.
"Wanwan, why were you so slow? Quick, come and sit down." Old Madam Fu called her over to sit down. At this moment, at the six-person rectangular table, the only remaining seat was beside Fu Chen, so she could only sit beside him.
He told me not to feel burdened, but how can I remain indifferent?
"Wanwan, your face is very red…" Qiao Xiyan furrowed his brows.
"I'm fine." Song Fengwan lowered her head and ate.
"You'll be traveling in a car later. Eat more." Old Madam Fu kept putting food into her bowl.
"Thank you, Grandma Fu."
"Third Son, how's Huai Sheng's school enrollment coming along?"
"He'll be able to attend school in two days. He'll study with a class in school first, and then I'll find him a tutor later." Huai Sheng had missed his preschool education and definitely had to make up for it.
