Opening the front door, Lu Zhendong sat at the entrance as usual, waiting for Sheng Lin to bring him slippers to change into.
Soon, his light grey slippers were placed next to his feet. But the person holding the slippers unexpectedly gave him a jolt: "What are you... doing in my house?"
"Your house?"
Gu Qianqian cast her eyes down, then turned around to look at Sheng Lin with a look of grievance: "Mom, didn't you say that this is my home too?"
"Of course, it's your home. Mom even prepared a room for you, didn't she?"
Upon saying that, Sheng Lin glared at Lu Zhendong: "Didn't I call you? Didn't I say Qianqian was coming home for dinner today?"
"Too busy, forgot!"
"Indeed, the busy forget things!"
Hearing this, an already irritable Lu Zhendong got even more annoyed: "Stop with the sarcastic comments! I don't believe you're actually willing to stay here. Speak up! Why are you back?"
"To give a concert!"
