Han Xueying felt extremely helpless in her heart. Li Zhiyan had promised to come and keep her company, and that resulted in him coming over just to kiss her.
But indeed, that was also a form of companionship.
And kissing made one feel very good.
Responding to Li Zhiyan's kiss, after a long while, Li Zhiyan gently pulled away from Han Xueying and then carried her to the sofa.
"Aunt Han, today is the eve of Chinese New Year's Eve."
"So I specifically came to spend some time with you this evening."
"I'll join you for dinner."
The time Li Zhiyan ate dinner was roughly the same as when he handled tasks.
So, eating dinner with Han Xueying was completely possible.
Of course, Li Zhiyan couldn't eat too much, otherwise, his mother would be upset when he got home.
"Really?"
In Han Xueying's dim eyes, it seemed as if some light was injected. She had planned to spend this Small New Year alone.