Tian Sangsang calmly bid farewell to that man and quietly tucked the manuscript back into her space on the way back.
Jiang Jinghuai had already returned, resting with his hands behind his head on the sofa, eyes closed.
Upon hearing the sound, his long, narrow eyes slowly opened.
"Dad!" Meng Shuyan exclaimed excitedly, spreading his arms to go to his father's side.
Tian Sangsang carried him over to sit beside Jiang Jinghuai.
As she approached, her scent was not as pure as before; it was mixed with various other smells, including perfume, tobacco, and alcohol. These changes might be unnoticed by an ordinary person, but Jiang Jinghuai, being trained, immediately sensed something was off.
He furrowed his brow slightly without changing his expression: "Where did you guys go?"
Tian Sangsang looked at him and explained, "Yanyan's medicine is almost finished, so I went to buy some more, and then we just wandered around a bit."
"Around?"
