"Okay, thank you, Aunt Zhen," Yun Yue lazily responded with her little head burrowed in the quilt, making Xiao Chen unable to resist touching it.
A group of people were about to walk out when a knocking sound came from the door.
They looked toward the door, wondering who else it could be if not the Shen Family.
They held a basket of fruit in their hands, smiling at Wei Guohang, then finally settled their gaze on Xiao Chen.
The man stood with an erect and tall stature, exuding an unspoken intensity and a noble demeanor, his mere cold glance making them bend at the waist.
Was this man with the inherent aristocratic posture that significant figure?
Suppressing the shock in their hearts, they quickly steadied their minds and spoke in their usual manner, "Mayor Wei, my father happens to be in the next room. Seeing you here, we brought some fruit to visit."
Wei Guohang replied indifferently, "That's thoughtful, but you can take the fruit back; we have enough here."
