The nanny rushed in and reported.

"Is Luo Yan and the others back?"

Luo's father took off his glasses and put down the newspaper.

"Yes," Luo Yan put down the bag, "We bring back a little local specialties, you can try it another day."

Luo's father looked at Lin Miao with a smile in approval.

He knew best that his son had raised him for more than 20 years, but he had never taken a piece of paper home.

This thing must have been prepared by Miaomiao.

"Come on, come and sit down," he signaled the nanny to prepare tea.

When the two of them sat opposite him, he said, "How is it? Is the journey going smoothly?"

"It's quite smooth," Lin Miao glanced at the silent Luo Yan and replied with a smile.

"That's good," said Luo's father: "Your home probably hasn't been cleaned yet. It's so late this day, otherwise you'll just rest here?"

"Qingwan is coming later, they are not suitable for them here," Changqing came out of the room on the side and said coldly.

"Today is the day when the newcomer is back. When will you ask for an appointment? " Luo's father frowned, "tell her another day."
Chapter completed!