Downstairs dining room.
The servants brought the dishes to the table one by one, with Li Tianshen seated at the head of the table.
To the left of the table, both brothers of the Li Family had already taken their seats.
All three men's gazes were directed toward the entrance, and even though no one spoke, they were all internally sweating for Li Hannian.
It was not until they heard footsteps on the stairs that the three men of the Li Family simultaneously let out a sigh of relief.
When Li Hannian and Chu Nanxi walked in, there was no sign of anything amiss on the faces of the three men, as if nothing had happened at all.
"Nanxi, sit!"
Li Tianshen said with a smile, his tone unusually warm and affectionate.
The oldest and second Li brothers exchanged glances and shrugged their shoulders at the same time.
Ever since their mother had passed away, they'd seldom seen their father so gentle with anyone, even his most cherished son, Li Hanchen, always faced a cold expression.
