Since you've come, make yourself comfortable.
If Jiang Nian was shy, he wouldn't be visiting the hospital with Yao Beibei; it's too ambiguous, no matter how you slice it.
Plus, there was a misunderstanding, but it's not a big deal.
The doorbell rang.
It sounded like running water, rather than the traditional ding-dong. The soundproofing was good, so you couldn't hear anything from inside.
With a click, the door opened.
"That was quick..." Zhang Wanhai opened the door, smiling, but his face froze the moment he saw Jiang Nian.
"What are you doing here..."
Halfway through his sentence, he glanced at his daughter's deathly stare. Instantly feeling a chill down his spine, his tone suddenly changed.
"Why are you so late, come, come, come in for some tea."
Jiang Nian didn't mind; he changed into new slippers. Carrying the fruits he had casually bought, he wandered in.
It's normal for Mr. Zhang to have a big estate with a few guest slippers.
But this pair fit unusually well.
