When Lin Li finished washing up and came out, she opened the door and heard her mother's laughter and her father's conversation coming from the dining room.
"What's the situation?" Lin Li raised her eyebrows in confusion. Her parents rarely smiled so happily even at home.
With doubts, Lin Li walked toward the restaurant.
In the dining room, father Lin and mother Lin were sitting at one side of the dining table. In front of them was a Western breakfast that they were not used to eating. There were sandwiches and Lotus egg buns. Zhou han was sitting opposite the two of them, holding a sandwich in his left hand and a glass of milk in his right hand. At this moment, he was doing something, making father Lin and mother Lin so amused that they couldn't close their mouths. The atmosphere was peaceful and warm.