After dinner, Meng Shuyan was taken by his grandparents to see the room. Tian Sangsang followed Jiang Jinghuai into their own room. Upon entering, Jiang Jinghuai glanced at the bedroom he hadn't seen in a long time—it was clearly cleaned up. The bed was replaced with a double bed, and new cotton blankets were added. The other furnishings remained unchanged.
He sat on the bed, his deep eyes carrying a faint smile. It seemed that his mother truly gave them her blessings. "Sangsang?" He pulled the petite woman standing thoughtfully in front of the bed into his arms and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking about?"
Tian Sangsang snapped back to reality and quietly sat on his lap. "I was recalling the scene earlier."
Jiang Jinghuai raised a brow. "And?"
