The next morning,
Tang Wan came downstairs just in time to see Jiang Chengsi coming back from a jog with Jiangjiang, the little guy was still kind of chubby, his cheeks reddened from the chilly wind, puffing out clouds of mist with his hands on his waist.
Jiang Chengsi was dressed lightly, tall and long-legged, with a casual and flamboyant attitude, he nodded and smiled at Tang Wan as a way of greeting.
"Jiangjiang," called Jiang Yanting from around the corner, and only then did Jiangjiang, hand still on his little waist, make his way upstairs with difficulty.
"Miss Tang, you're up early," Jiang Chengsi walked over.
"Yeah, I'm going to the hospital."
"I'm about to take Jiangjiang out, do you need a ride?"
Tang Wan raised an eyebrow, by what means exactly? Motorcycle? With the temperature in Beijing already plummeting below zero, does he intend to freeze himself to death?
"I'll take her, no need for fourth brother to trouble himself," Jiang Jinsang descended from upstairs.
