The reason he was so eager to have Tan Dezhi deliver the things earlier was precisely for this reason.
Amidst the adults' conversation, a child's voice suddenly rang out, "Daddy."
"What's the matter?" Lu Nancheng looked down at his son.
"Daddy, I want to pee." Lu Xiaoqian said innocently.
Lu Nancheng smiled apologetically at Ran Dongying, "Excuse me, Aunt, I need to take Xiaoqian to the bathroom."
"Okay."
Lu Nancheng picked up his son and headed straight for the restroom.
The man's silhouette was tall and straight, especially since he had changed into a knit sweater paired with dark casual pants at home, which gave him an even more domestic air. Tan Weiwei watched him, feeling restless, almost to the point where she felt like her heart was about to leap right out.
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In the kitchen.
Ran Tong was plucking celery and couldn't help but ask, "Mom, when did Aunt and the others come over?"
"They arrived at one in the afternoon."