When Han Kuang entered, he saw the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law speaking with sullen expressions, an unattended broken teapot lay beside them.
He frowned, "Are you worrying about money again?" His tone was calm but carried a hint of impatience.
"No!" Liu Yuzhi jumped in fright, "Old master, how come you're back at this time?"
"Exactly, Dad, didn't you say you were going to hike with Uncle Chen?" Dong Fei hastily added.
Neither of them realized their tone was too urgent.
Han Kuang's gaze swept over them indifferently, his suspicions hidden, he said expressionlessly, "If there's nothing, clean this up."
"Yes, I'll clean it up right now." Dong Fei, always somewhat fearful of her father-in-law, disregarded her chaotic thoughts and hurriedly began to clean.
Liu Yuzhi felt somewhat guilty, she helped Han Kuang to sit down on the side, brewed his favorite tea, then asked, "Did Old Chen have something come up today?"
