Shang Xu?
Jiang Nanshu hadn't seen Shang Xu for a very long time.
The little milk baby should be nine years old by now.
Jiang Nanshu didn't have the chance to look for him, as she had to return home first.
It truly had been a long time.
Jiang Leyi had been waiting at the entrance since the early morning and waved happily when she saw Jiang Nanshu, "Nannan, come quickly; we've been waiting for you to start the meal."
The weather in April was mild, neither cold nor hot.
Jiang Leyi was wearing a black dress paired with a matching Chanel-style jacket.
Jiang Nanshu wasn't as enthusiastic as her, anyone who hadn't seen each other for so long would feel a bit estranged.
Who would have expected that the next moment Jiang Leyi would pout, "Nannan, do you dislike me? Whoo whoo whoo, you weren't like this before."
Jiang Nanshu twitched the corner of her mouth, "No."
