Shortly after returning, Zhao Ling'e sent over two letters: one for her father and one for her mother.
Her efficiency was truly impressive.
Yun Zhao tucked the token and the letters away, handing them over to Feng Yi when he arrived for lunch.
Caught by surprise, Feng Yi looked at her. "I certainly didn't expect this."
"Neither did I," Yun Zhao smiled. She reached out with her chopsticks, placing some food into her son's bowl. Feng Ze rarely came back for meals these days, making it a special occasion to have their family of four gathered together.
Ze didn't just eat; he also took care of his younger brother. Since Feng Yun had been visiting his older brother frequently lately, the bond between the two boys had grown even closer.
The older boy glanced up at his parents but didn't interrupt. As soon as he finished his meal, he led his younger brother away.
With their sons gone, the couple spoke much more freely.
