The farce thus came to an end, but the slighted Rongqiu was not one to let things go so easily.
"Master, Mistress, the young master has returned." With the butler's announcement, Ning Ruixi dashed over to where a delicate, porcelain-like little boy was walking in from outside.
The little boy was really quite handsome, with a plump, rosy face and fine features, different from the ruggedness of Gao Han, his looks tended more towards being delicate and pretty.
However, on the little boy's face, Ning Ruixi still saw the shadow of that annoying mother-in-law, and naturally understood that this was the "Xiaozhe" mentioned earlier by the mother-in-law.
The little boy had been gloomy, his mood slightly downcast as he walked in with proper decorum. But when he looked up and saw a certain figure, he suddenly transformed, becoming like a human cannonball, speeding towards them.
"Brother!"