Zhai Ningxin had been eating the food on the table all this time and didn't notice Kuang Heng looking at her.
After dinner, Kuang Heng and Zhai Ningxin returned to the Kuang Family ancestral mansion.
"Mommy, Daddy, you're back." Little guy, no, little Kuang Yu saw them come back and immediately came to greet them.
Xiaoyu's height had already grown by a bit, and he was now on Little Zhai Ningxin's shoulder.
At such a young age, he looked more and more like a Kuang Heng. His eyes were dark and dark, and his temperament became cold. Only when he was facing Zhai Ningxin, the little guy was still like a child.
"Xiaoyu, have you finished your homework?" Zhai Ningxin reached out to touch Xiaoyu head and said softly to him.
Seeing his son grow up, Zhai Ningxin heart softened into a puddle of
