Jie Chen returned to see Xiang Ying smiling radiantly at Lu Feiyi.
The two chatted and patted Aren's head from time to time.
It looked just like a family of three.
Jie Chen looked back at his own children in comparison.
Three little ones were by the side, quietly studying, well-behaved.
Jie Chen frowned and walked over. "Xiang Ying, come with me to the tent."
Xiang Ying was still smiling when she turned her head and saw Jie Chen return, a light flashing in her eyes.
She quickly caught up and followed Jie Chen into the tent.
"How come you're back so early? Shouldn't you be out opening shelters and distributing porridge?"
Jie Chen was taking off his armor and glanced sideways at her with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"How do you know that?"
Xiang Ying gave a small cough. "I orchestrated the events, so of course, I can anticipate how they unfold."
Jie Chen put down his sword and placed the armor on a rack.
