Tianxing secretly glared at Yuntian, and replied helplessly, "Mom, I'm fine, just a bit tired from sitting in the car for so long."
She couldn't exactly say she was dragged back by Yuntian on short notice.
Mom Xia still looked worried, and only after Tianxing repeatedly assured her that she was really fine did she finally relax.
Even though there was heating in the house, Mom Xia saw her wearing thin loungewear and frowned slightly, still going into the room to get a thick coat to put on her.
On the other side, Yuntian's disposition was naturally cold, making unfamiliar people always feel he was intimidating.
Dad Xia invited him to sit down and then busied himself with pouring tea for him.
He opened his mouth, somewhat awkwardly and apprehensively, "Thank you, Mr. Yun, for bringing Tianxing back."
Yuntian pursed his lips, his eyes fixed on Tianxing, "It's my duty, uncle, you can just call me Yuntian."
