The white car slowly drove down the cement road flanked by lush greenery, catching Ji Shuang's eye first as she arranged flowers in the villa's living room.
Recognizing the familiar car, Ji Shuang's face lit up with a smile.
Though she had never ridden in Jiang Ning's car, Jiang Ning had visited the Qi Family many times, and Ji Shuang had long memorized Jiang Ning's license plate number.
She knew for certain it was Jiang Ning returning with her silly son.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, there was movement outside, and Qi Xingzhou's tall, elegant figure appeared at the door.
Qi Xingzhou didn't notice Ji Shuang trimming flower branches in the small living room; he stood at the entryway, bending down to change his shoes.
After changing his shoes, he meticulously placed them into his own shoe cabinet, his actions precise and disciplined, his demeanor cold.
When not by Jiang Ning's side, he seemed to transform back into a chilly little mushroom.
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