"Ahem. Well, you two should head back first," Lin Kuang said, a smile in his eyes.
At his words, Xu Yingying and Yao Wenwen both rolled their eyes at him. It was a useless thing to say. Suppressing her embarrassment, Xu Yingying motioned for Yao Wenwen to drive off. Watching them leave, Lin Kuang's mood began to improve.
He glanced at the time; it was almost afternoon. Lin Kuang returned to his room to wait for news from the Wumi Building.
Around two in the afternoon, his grandfather woke up, and Lin Kuang accompanied him on a walk around the courtyard. When the old man grew tired, Lin Kuang massaged his legs and shoulders, making him very happy. If his grandfather was in a good mood, he might even live a bit longer. That was what Lin Kuang wanted to see most.
