Zongxia heard Luo Yun's words, sighed low, shook his head, and lost something on his face: "I'm staying at home every day now, and there's nothing I can do to help. I feel like I'm going to be a waste man."

everyday life is all about two children and Shen yuecang, which has no meaning at all.

Luo Yun seems to see Zongxia's mind. He slightly purses his lips and doesn't know what he is thinking.

Zong Xia took a sip of coffee and frowned slightly.

"you can find something to do. The two children in the family have servants and your mother-in-law to take care of them." Luo Yun...