Su Liyan explained, "Hubby~ I... I haven't seen our mother in a long time. I'll take Bengbeng and sleep with her tonight, so we can have a little chat."
"Oh, is that so? Alright, you go ahead then," Lu Yuan replied, kicking off his boots and climbing into bed.
After Lu Yuan spoke, Su Liyan gave a little "mhm" and scurried away, holding Bengbeng.
The late autumn night was a bit chilly. Lu Yuan took off his outer coat, changed into a set of pajamas, and lay down, pulling a quilt over himself.
Lu Yuan lay on his back, staring at the ceiling beams. 'It feels a little strange without my wife here.'
In the silent room, a sudden thought struck Lu Yuan.
"Oh no!"
Lu Yuan quickly got up, slipped on his slippers, and headed for the door.
The moment Lu Yuan pulled open the door, just as he was about to step out, he found his way blocked by two people.
It was none other than Zhao Qiao'Er and Song Meiqin.
