In the Jiang family's old mansion, the living room.
Amidst the rich aroma of tea, there sat an ebony tea table with two cups of white-glazed teacups. The elderly lady had been pruning branches, but when a guest arrived, she invited her to sit, went to wash her hands, and had just returned to pick up her cup when she heard the sound of an engine from outside.
"This heartless kid, still remembers to visit me?" Although the old lady grumbled, she nonetheless turned and directed the servant to bring out his favorite tea snacks.
"Grandma—"
Before seeing him, his voice was heard.
Everyone was drawn to the sound, and as they looked in its direction, they saw a dashing and handsome man stride in with a motorcycle jacket of black and red hues that highlighted his tall stature and long legs. He placed his helmet at the vestibule and casually ran his fingers through his hair...
Smiling towards the room, it was as if he brought in a sprig of spring, brightening the whole space.
