He Zhilan murmured a sound, closed the door, locked it, and then walked over to He Teng.
He Teng was bent over, tidying up the tea set, while He Zhilan disregarded everything and hugged He Teng's waist from behind, pressing her face against his back.
"Brother, I invited Gu Hengyuan, Madam Gu, and Lan Li, Little Tuanyuan is so happy, so happy." As soon as she spoke, He Zhilan choked up a bit, her nose feeling terribly sore.
"And you? Are you happy?" He Teng had known earlier that He Zhilan would bring people over from the sanatorium, as Lan Li had called Xing Ye and Chen Yun while they were all talking in the study. So, everyone knew about it before He Zhilan came back.
To be honest, at that moment, everyone in the study was a bit surprised, genuinely taken aback that He Zhilan would suddenly bring people over today.
He Teng put down the cloth in his hand, straightened up, turned around, and gazed down at He Zhilan's eyes, red with obvious evidence of crying before coming back.
