As the two were talking, Nan Fei had already changed her clothes and came downstairs. Jiang Yang quickly and eagerly went to meet her, smiling and asking, "Sister Nan Fei, are you hungry?"
"Not very hungry, I ate late at noon, so I won't be hungry so soon." Nan Fei thought about their conversation earlier and lightly rubbed Jiang Yang's head twice, comforting him, "Don't worry! I'm not upset."
She's already experienced these things in both her past life and this one, and has learned how to face them.
Nan Fei was worried Jiang Yang might not feel at ease, so she deliberately assured him, "Really!"
"That's good." Jiang Yang carefully observed and discovered that Sister Nan Fei wasn't deceiving him, nor was she secretly crying in her room. Actually, he himself felt more like crying, after all, Brother Ying Jiuming had taken care of him for quite a long time.
He used to often help out at the police station solving cases.
