Old Mr. Li let out a faint "hmm," clearly still unforgiving toward his son. Xu Peirong's face also darkened; constrained by the events earlier, she remained silent.
Old Madam Li, distressed over her son, said to the butler, "Go ask the old master if he's had dinner? If not, have him come over to eat with us."
The butler accepted the order and left. Moments later, he returned and said, "The master said he's already eaten and will come over. From the look of his mood, it seems he has good news to share."
"Good news?" Old Mr. Li snorted coldly. "Whatever good news he has, better left unsaid; no one wants to hear it."
The arrival of Li Zhenting and He Zhi completely disrupted everyone's appetite for dinner. The family quickly finished their meals and moved to the living room.
"Dad, Mom, have you finished dinner?" Li Zhenting smiled, his eyes brimming with irrepressible joy.
He Zhi, sitting beside him, obediently echoed with a soft call, "Dad, Mom."