Li Jain left Li Zhang's room with a complicated feeling in his heart.
Although he had managed to calm the child down, the image of Li Zhang crying in his arms still stayed in his mind. He had only wanted to prepare a pleasant surprise, but because he was too focused on keeping the banquet a secret, he had forgotten that children don't always understand silence intentions.
Especially children who had been abandoned before. He had tried his best to make the children forget the unpleasantness of being forgotten. It's normal for children to cry, but it's never normal when his children do it.
Li Jain sighed quietly and walked toward Li Cheng's room. When he arrived, the door was already half open. Li Cheng was sitting on the edge of his bed, fully dressed, with his bow placed beside him. His expression looked calm as usual, but his eyes were a little red.
