Chen Yan walked through the villa's front gate and into the living room.
Lu Sisi was in the study on the second floor; she had opened the wooden box again today, folding paper puppets for Chen Yan.
Chen Yan pushed open the door but didn't enter or say a word. He just stood at the doorway, leaning against the doorframe, quietly watching Lu Sisi.
Lu Sisi looked up, a sweet smile on her face, her eyes clear and innocent.
The girl stood up, walked towards Chen Yan, and fell into his arms.
For a moment, as Lu Sisi's body just entered his embrace, Chen Yan's body stiffened instantly.
But soon, he smelled the scent of lime shampoo from Lu Sisi's hair.
Chen Yan's muscles relaxed, and he wrapped his arms around Lu Sisi's waist, letting her chin rest on his chest.
"You look quite tired," Lu Sisi whispered in Chen Yan's ear, her tone almost a murmur.
Chen Yan smiled, "Yeah, went out to handle some things."
