Outside the bedroom door suddenly came Sister Zhang's voice: "Madam and sir, dinner is ready."
Lu Jinghan released Han Xi and helplessly raised his hand to pinch his brow: "I know, I'll be down in a moment."
Han Xi sat up from the sofa, tidying up her somewhat disheveled clothes: "Let's hurry down, we shouldn't keep Grandma and Uncle waiting too long."
Lu Jinghan nodded and held Han Xi's hand as they went downstairs together.
Everyone sat at the dining table, Wen Yichen as usual sitting next to Lu Jinghan, not even glancing at Jian Ru.
The old lady picked up her chopsticks and placed a piece of braised pork into Han Xi's bowl: "Xiao Xi, your uncle has already prepared the cemetery, tomorrow I want to take your mother's ashes home."
"Why leave so soon, just stay a few more days ago."
Han Xi was somewhat reluctant to part with the old lady, they had just reunited a few days ago and now the elder was leaving again.
