As the eldest child of Ying Chanxi's father, Li Guohong and his wife usually take good care of Ying Chanxi and often call her to come to the house for dinner.

After a long time, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is half their daughter.

Therefore, they are very happy that Ying Chanxi is so good now.

It's a pity that it would be better if my son could be as good as Ying Chanxi.

"I'm full too." After Ying Chanxi finished eating, he carefully swept the leftover bones in front of him into a bowl. He got up and cleaned up Li Luo's pile as well. After carrying it into the kitchen sink, he faced Li Luo.

Luo walked to the bedroom and said, "Aunt Lin, I'll go in first."

"Well, go ahead, go ahead." Lin Xiuhong responded, "It's all your hard work today."

"It's not hard." Ying Chanxi shook his head, then opened the door and walked into Li Luo's bedroom.

"I wish I had a daughter like Xixi." Lin Xiuhong looked at Ying Chanxi's disappearing back and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

Li Guohong, who was opposite, glanced at her, then chuckled and said, "You ask your son to work hard. If your daughter can't do it, your daughter-in-law can still do it."

"..." Lin Xiuhong glanced at him, and then laughed, "Is Li Luo worthy of me?"

Those who didn't know what she said thought that Ying Chanxi was her biological daughter and Li Luo was her son-in-law.

But after Li Guohong heard this, he remained silent for a moment, and finally sighed: "... Indeed."
Chapter completed!