Yu Han's mother return

Feng Xi swiftly seized the bag from the backseat, while Shen Yu Han, with a gentle touch, supported Long Ji Chen, assisting him as he walked in. "Yu Han, my legs are in good shape. There's no need for such caution," Ji Chen protested, his voice laced with a hint of stubbornness.

"Quiet now. Just let me hold your arm," Yu Han retorted, his tone firm yet caring. Meanwhile, Feng Xi, who had been lingering on the staircase, darted to Ji Chen's other side, a playful smile dancing on his lips.

"Chen Chen, allow me the honor of holding your arm too," Feng Xi proposed, her voice filled with warmth. Without waiting for a response, she reached out and gently grasped Ji Chen's arm, her actions speaking louder than words.

Yu Han suggested to Feng Xi, "Why don't you lead the way?" He suggested.

"Why?" Feng Xi questioned, her eyebrows arching in surprise. Her gaze shifted to Ji Chen, "Let's proceed inside."