The couple exchanged looks, both unsure how to explain.
"Sir, it's like this..." Aunt Bai hesitated slightly, "This morning, the young master brought back a child."
"Child? What child!" Gai Wenhao asked again.
"Well..." Old Zheng had a helpless look, "The young master didn't say, and we are not sure either."
As they were speaking, the doorbell rang again, the three of them turned their faces toward the door, only to see a box truck parked outside.
"It must be the delivery truck!" Aunt Bai hurried to open the door, "Old Zheng, go and assist! Put the furniture and whatnot on the platform over there. Bring in the food and clothes, I'll organize them."
"Ah, okay!"
Old Zheng swiftly walked out of the hall.
In the hall, Gai Wenhao was left alone.
Looking in the direction of the stairs, Gai Wenhao turned to look at the door.
