Jiang Jingming seemed to be surprised by such an answer too. He paused and then said, "I'll go upstairs to pack my things first."
After speaking, he turned and went upstairs, but he couldn't help but smile a little.
Seeing him disappear at the corner, Sang Yu patted her own head, "Really, what on earth was I saying."
Half an hour later, sitting in the car, Sang Yu felt quite embarrassed just thinking about what was said at breakfast this morning.
The air was a little too quiet.
"Don't you have to go to work?"
Today is Monday, theoretically, Jiang Jingming should also be going to work.
After all, in the original story, it seemed like he was always at the police station.
"I'll go in the afternoon."
"Oh." Sang Yu nodded.
The air turned quiet again, and she decided to pretend to sleep, otherwise it would be too awkward.
But as she pretended, she actually fell asleep.
The moment the car stopped, Sang Yu woke up.
