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"Cough cough~"
Yan Zhigao entered the main room. The previously jovial mother and her three children suddenly fell silent, all turning to look at him.
"Dad, why did you come here? Didn't you go to Shuangxin Courtyard?"
Yan Wenkai had always spoken his mind. Seeing Yan Zhigao, he blurted out the question.
At these words, Yan Zhigao, who was about to sit down, showed an uncomfortable look on his face. Had he not known his son's nature, he might have thought the boy was teasing him.
Glancing at his surprised wife and eldest son, he realized that he might have neglected the main courtyard somewhat usually.
Yan Wenxiu shot Yan Wenkai a glare, signaling him to stop speaking out of turn.
Yan Wenkai pursed his lips, feeling curious. His father rarely came to the main courtyard for meals. This evening, his grandmother had asked everyone to eat in their respective rooms, so he naturally assumed his father would go to Shuangxin Courtyard.