This was Li Yan's first time visiting his father's small residence in Huaide Fang.
He clasped his hands behind his back and circled the residence twice. He had to admit, this courtyard home was much more spacious than his mother's, and the decor was far more elegant.
"Father, why would you buy a house here?" Li Yan didn't quite understand.
Their home was the Imperial Palace. In his eyes, everything in the Imperial Palace was much, much better than this place.
Even if this private residence had been renovated, it couldn't compare to one ten-thousandth of what the palace offered.
Li Yun was tired now. He wanted some alone time with Ming Lingyi, but who knew she'd insist on following this little brat around.
He had no intention of trailing after his son like some doting father, so he sat alone in the flower hall, attended by Liu Ye, and drank two cups of tea.
When his son and wife returned and took their seats, Li Yun heard his son's question. He chuckled, his tone rather smug.
