Because of Mr. Luo's connections, the school is quite lenient with him in this regard, but it's possible that next semester he might have to represent the school in some competitions.
Alii smiled and agreed.
Over the past period, she had long grown accustomed to the idea that wherever the boy was, there was her home.
When Li Zhiyuan walked out of the courtyard, he saw the old man leading his sons and daughters-in-law in moving the lunchtime ingredients. The ingredients should have been delivered by the son or grandsons, but aside from him, it was inappropriate for any male to enter the courtyard.
"Young master, what would you like to eat for lunch?"
"You don't need to worry about me, just prepare according to the old lady's preferences. I need to go out for a while and won't be dining at home recently."
"Young master has important matters to attend to. You're busy."
