Chu Zhe was right.
Ye Ting was indeed rather happy now.
However, this happiness had been brought to her by Chu Ning.
"I'm fine." Father Chu waved his hand tiredly, then turned to look at the portrait on the wall.
Seeing this, Chu Zhe didn't say anything more and simply ate the noodles in his bowl quietly.
The central room returned to silence, other than the sound of Chu Zhe and Chu Zhang eating noodles.
But after a moment, the balance was disrupted once again.
Chu Huan suddenly ran into the central room in a panic. As he passed the threshold, the bowl of noodles in his hand almost fell.
"Oh, no!" Chu Huan put down the empty bowl, still in shock.
"What's the matter, Fourth Brother?" Chu Zhang looked at Chu Huan in confusion.
"I saw a group of people walking towards our house under Cao Xing's lead!" Chu Huan exclaimed.
"Huh?" Chu Zhang looked at Chu Huan in disbelief. Chu Huan didn't seem to be lying.
