"Hey, Jiang Chen, why haven't you left yet?"
Opening the door and walking inside, Fang Weiguo discovered that the young man who was supposed to leave yesterday was still sitting in his home.
Pan Hui was cooking in the kitchen.
"I missed the train when I went to the station yesterday."
Missed the train?
Fang Weiguo hadn't expected this. He found the explanation somewhat... unusual, but didn't dwell on it too much.
"It didn't cause any trouble, did it?"
He walked over and sat down.
Times had changed.
In the Capital City, their entire family had personally visited Jiang Chen's company, so even though Jiang Chen said he was only staying for a day before leaving, they hadn't asked him to stay longer.
"It's not a big deal."
"That's good."
"Dad, where did you go?"
"Nothing much, just sat at the neighborhood committee for a bit."
"What were you doing at the neighborhood committee?"
Fang Qing sounded puzzled.
