When Lin Fengting went out of the Huating International Airport after a hard journey, the rain had stopped and the clouds had cleared over Huating. The dying sun emitted the last light, painting the sky with a gorgeous red. Lin Youxian went out of the airport by following his father's slightly hasty footsteps, and subconsciously said, "Dad, do you want to eat something first?" "No." Lin Fengting shook his head. Perhaps because he went to Huating, he had relaxed a little, with a faint smile over his face. "We go directly to Lin'an. I'll ask your Grandpa Li to make you some delicious food. He is good at cooking. My favorite food was his dishes when I was a kid." "When I was a kid..." Lin Youxian muttered to himself. ... Lin Fengting whispered with a confused expression, "When I was a kid, the Wang family of Beihai, the Li family and the Lin Clan got along well with each othe
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