That feeling was almost like handling a crime scene.
**
The next day
Jiang Yanting and Shen Zhixian bid farewell to some close friends and relatives, and, by evening, they boarded a plane for their honeymoon with their child. Meanwhile, the Jiang Family, having been so busy for so long, could finally relax and take a rest.
Jiang Jinsang also had some free time and went with Tang Wan's father and Tang Yunxian to visit the Forbidden City. Tang Wan, feeling exhausted from the day before, didn't join them.
The elderly lady had promised Jiang Chengsi to cook him a delicious meal. She knew her grandson's taste well—the food was generally heavily flavored, and she even made a special dish of braised pork.
"The braised pork smells so good," Tang Wan said as she entered the kitchen upon smelling it.
"Try a piece; I haven't made it for a long time and I'm not sure if it tastes right," the elderly lady said with a smile, handing her a pair of chopsticks.
