Liang Tongheng looked up at the sky. The moment he saw Lin Haiying walking out of the kitchen with the porridge in her hand, he couldn't help but feel the warmth of a family. He couldn't help but do it because he didn't know that there were so many people who couldn't ruin the scenery.
Lin Haiying ran back to the kitchen to fetch the bowls and chopsticks. She felt too ashamed to go out and meet people, so she had no choice but to brace herself and go out with the bowls. If she didn't hurry up and go to work, she would be late.
Lin Haiying's face was still burning. Without a doubt, her face was still red. She tried her best to pretend as if nothing had happened and said, "Good morning, Uncle and Aunt."
Lady Liang joined in the fun and frowned. She started criticizing her sister-in-law. "
