Leng Xianghui can feel that Rong Wenmao really cares about her and takes good care of her.

After sitting down in the living room, Leng Xianghui looks at the furnishings inside. They are antique everywhere. She can see that every piece of furniture should be valuable.

The corners of her mouth moved.

Just looking at these, she felt that Rong Wenmao's family was not something she could pry into.

If you let the school people know, it will be a big surprise.

Who would have thought that in the school so low-key, so simple rongwenmao, the family is so good.

Moreover, family background is not comparable to that of ordinary families.

Leng Xianghui thinks of what Rong Wenmao said before. Rong Wenmao said before that he was working part-time just to find her.

Thinking of this, Leng Xianghui's heart is warm.

Rong Wenmao's parents also warmly treated Leng Xianghui.

In particular, Rong Mengqing, Rong Wenmao's mother, looked at Leng Xianghui and said, "good boy, I'm tired by car. Let's drink some tea and eat something. These are all made by me. You can taste them and see how they taste."

Leng Xianghui looks at Rong Mengqing's gentle and kind-hearted appearance and is embarrassed. "Thank you, aunt. I'll do it myself."

"Come home, you're welcome. Just be your own home."

"Well, thank you, aunt."

When Rong Mengqing looks at Leng Xianghui, she is kind-hearted, her eyes are soft, and she doesn't look down on her at all.

Rong Wenmao is afraid of Leng Xianghui's maladjustment, and keeps talking to Leng Xianghui.

When a family has a meal, they are happy.

But when eating, Leng Xianghui looked at the table full of rich food, can't help but open the appetite, she is also really able to eat.

But Leng Xianghui is also embarrassed to bring food. She can only eat the rice in the bowl with her head down.

Once in a while, I would pick up a dish in front of me.

Rong Wenmao naturally saw Leng Xianghui's appearance. He put the food into Leng Xianghui's bowl.

Even Rong Mengqing, Rong Wenmao's mother, enthusiastically brought food to Leng Xianghui: "good boy, you are a good boy. You should eat more. Here is your home. You can eat whatever you want, just say..."

Listening to Rong Mengqing's words, Leng Xianghui feels steady and warm in her heart.

There are good mothers in the world.

Rong Wenmao's mother looks very gentle and kind, which makes Leng Xianghui relax gradually.

But Rong Wenmao's father doesn't seem to laugh too much. No, when Rong Mengqing's father smiles, he looks cold to others.

However, such people are just like relegated immortals.

He has an extraordinary temperament.

If Rong Wenmao and his father are similar, it's just that they are similar in appearance and different in temperament.

Rong Wenmao's temperament is gentler than his father's.

A meal is also enjoyable.

When I go to bed at night, my family arranges a room for Leng Xianghui.

Sleeping in a priceless bed, Leng Xianghui has a feeling of not daring to move.

When she looked out of the window, she could see the sea of flowers outside. The breeze was blowing, and the fragrance of flowers was still floating, which made people feel refreshed.

Leng Xianghui lies on the bed for a while. She hears a knock on the door. When she opens the door, it is Rong Wenmao who comes in.

"Aren't you in the next room?"

Rong Wenmao said with a gentle smile, "I'm worried about you. Come and talk with you."