Ji Ruyan smiled, looking at Old General Xu Ziming who was being pestered by Xi Xiaomeng.
Luo Shunchen was a very serious person; he just wasn't cut out for the kind of cheeky grins and playfulness that Xi Xiaomeng exhibited. Rather than saying he was the General's grandson, it would be more accurate to say that Xi Xiaomeng had taken over his role of being the joyous entertainer of the family.
Ji Ruyan was very understanding; expecting a man who knew nothing of sweet nothings to speak of eternal love or tenderness was like hoping for Mars to collide with Earth—both were equally unlikely.
"Hmm."
Luo Shunchen nodded, indicating his agreement with her words.
His large hand holding her small one, the two of them didn't speak any further; everything was said in their silence.
The sky gradually brightened, and the early sun rose, casting a dim light that brought a dazzling dawn to the entire night.
