บท 957: First Time Meeting

When the Old Master returned to the old residence, it was already past the usual dinner time. However, when he saw the large empty living room and Zhou Lin's tightly shut door, he knew what had happened without guessing.

The Old Master tiptoed to the door of his room and opened it gently, afraid of disturbing his son and future daughter-in-law.

"Young people nowadays!" The Old Master laughed and shook his head. Then, he closed the door. He could not help but secretly rejoice that he had just had dinner. Fortunately, he had the foresight. Otherwise, he would only be a decoration at this age.