When Sheng Jianan appeared at the side gate of K University, Tang Yanqi had already come out. The girl's slender figure appeared even more delicate in the slanting afterglow of the setting sun.
Sheng Jianan parked his car beside her. Tang Yanqi bent down, got in, fastened her seatbelt by herself, and turned her head: "Are we going home to eat?"
"Go home"? The word inexplicably felt warm, and Young Master Sheng's lips curled into a smile: "Yes, go home."
Tang Yanqi didn't think deeply about the meaning behind his words. It wasn't until they had driven a long distance that she realized, Sheng Jianan's "go home" did not mean returning to the villa but to the old residence.
"The old man was discharged from the hospital, and he mentioned wanting to see you."
So that's what it was.
Following Sheng Jianan inside, they hadn't yet entered the house when they saw through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room the people sitting on the sofa.
