After driving Bi Yue away, Xue Yuantong continued to wait at the door for Jiang Ning to return home.
Jiang Ning parked his electric scooter by the roadside, carrying a small burlap sack in one hand and a plastic bag in the other. He walked through the community gate, coincidentally running into Shen Qing'e.
With Jiang Ning's keen eye, he easily noticed that she had definitely dressed carefully; her hair had just been washed this morning, still carrying a faint scent of shampoo.
In a past life, he and Shen Qing'e stayed at his uncle's home during holidays. He naturally was familiar with her holiday demeanor, and now with a slight comparison, he can spot the difference.
However, Jiang Ning did not linger his gaze; he merely nodded lightly.
Shen Qing'e reached out, planning to take the items: "Let me help."
"No need," replied Jiang Ning.
