Smelling that nauseating odor, she frowned, almost stopping in her tracks.
It's still that smell, but why does it seem like there's another scent mixed in?
Moreover, this smell seems somewhat familiar.
Xia Yinian closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly opened them again.
Undeniably, she's been overly sensitive to smells lately.
What a bad man's place smells like doesn't really concern her. She's just accompanying Grandpa for a walk, she shouldn't overthink it.
When she came in front of Feng Yifan, Xia Yinian had already regained her composure.
"Grandpa," Feng Yifan called softly.
"Why are you still in bed at this time?" Old Master didn't have a good expression, for this kid bullied his Nian Nian.
"Twisted my leg two days ago, so I have to be bedridden for a few days," Feng Yifan replied casually, his gaze falling on Xia Yinian.
"Nian Nian, did you come to visit me knowing Brother Yifan is injured? You are very thoughtful."
