The ride was silent.
Feng Ziheng drove directly to the Feng family estate.
Chu Liangxia had visited the Feng family once, but the scenery along the way still felt unfamiliar to her.
Distracted,
it wasn't until she saw the outline of the Feng family mansion that she suddenly remembered the people she was going to meet.
"Ziheng,"
she whispered his name, clutching the chain of her bag.
"Hmm?"
"Who will be there for dinner?"
Turning her head, Chu Liangxia looked at the side of his face hidden in the dim light and felt a slight daze.
"Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Grandma, Zichen," Feng Ziheng said.
"Oh..."
It seemed, bearable.
After a brief pause, Feng Ziheng continued, "And Auntie and Xinning."
"Oh..."
Chu Liangxia responded lengthily.
The auntie must be Feng Xinning and Feng Fan's mother, right?
She knew Feng Xinning and Feng Fan and subconsciously held a good impression of this auntie.
Within her range of acceptance.