Qian Sisi was worried that Qian Chen might be in a bad place, so she quickly chased after him, "Qian Chen, where are you going?"
With a backpack slung over his shoulder, Qian Chen didn't even turn his head as he coldly replied, "To school, where else?"
Qian Sisi opened her mouth but couldn't find any comforting words to say. It wasn't until Qian Chen entered the elevator that she anxiously shouted, "You haven't had breakfast yet!"
The elevator doors closed, capturing Qian Chen's indifferent silhouette within. Qian Sisi shook her head and returned inside, where Miao Peiqin was coming out with hot soy milk and fried dough sticks. She asked, "What's wrong with Qian Chen? Why is he being so snappy this early in the morning?"
Qian Sisi let out a dry laugh, "Mom, maybe Qian Chen's just been in a bad mood lately. Just keep an eye on him, don't nag him, and don't ask him why! Anyway… letting him cool off on his own might be a good thing!"
