Who Does He Like?

Li Lanfeng quickly restrained his expression. The mocking smile changed into a warm and gentle smile. He walked into Ling Lan's room with an innocent and harmless aura.

Ling Lan was busy with her work. When she noticed the door opening, she stopped what she was doing and looked up. "Lanfeng, you're back."

'Yes," Li Lanfeng smiled as he replied. He walked to Ling Lan's desk and started arranging the files that were in a mess.

"How's the situation?" Ling Lan decided that she wouldn't do her work anymore. She leaned back against her chair and asked in a lazy tone.

"Nothing much." Li Lanfeng's hands paused slightly while he was tidying the files. He contemplated for two seconds before opening his mouth slowly, "Our youngster at home is all grown up now. He knows how to be lovesick now."

"Lovesick?" Ling Lan was dumbfounded. She never expected to hear this answer from Li Lanfeng.