Just as he reached the courtyard, Chen Yang caught the rich aroma of a home-cooked meal.
He pushed open the door.
Qin Qiu was sitting by the entrance, propping her chin on her hand and occasionally glancing at the time.
"You're back."
When she saw Chen Yang appear at the doorway, her face instantly brightened. She rose to her feet and walked over to greet him.
Chen Yang smiled, completely enveloped in a feeling of warmth.
This must be what home feels like, right?
"Yeah." Chen Yang nodded. "Xiaomo and Grandpa aren't back yet?"
"Xiaomo called a moment ago. He said there's a long line at the Pill Dragon King's place, so they're going to eat lunch out," Qin Qiu said with a laugh, wrapping her arms around Chen Yang's.
"Alright."
Afterward, Chen Yang told Qin Qiu in detail what had happened in the square.
"How despicable! How could such a person exist?"
