Lu Tingshen was quite envious of such a family.
Of course, not because of the Huo Family's background.
But because of their family atmosphere.
He was an only child, living abroad from a young age, with his mother passing away early.
His father later brought him back to the country, but two years ago, his father also passed away.
Now, he is truly alone, and indeed sometimes feels lonely.
When Chengying stayed at his house, he actually felt pretty good; at least the house had more life and was no longer empty.
Lu Tingshen went straight to open her fridge, finding only a few eggs and tomatoes inside.
"Your fridge is really quite empty." Lu Tingshen took out the eggs and tomatoes. "Is tomato egg noodles okay?"
"Okay." Chengying nodded.
Lu Tingshen quickly made the noodles and brought them over.
"Uncle, you're quite the homemaker." Chengying said before eating.
