Tonight, Xiang Qichen is attending a fashion event in the capital. He left early in the clear morning light, catching a flight to the capital.
Huaiyi had a busy day at the studio and, on her way home, thinking that Xiang Qichen would come back very late, she turned to the supermarket, carrying big bags of snacks, and headed to Kang Xuan's house.
For once, the little girl wasn't practicing piano; she was curled up on the sofa, holding a copy of "Travel Notes of Xiang" and reading it with great interest.
Hearing the noise, she looked up from the book and yelled, "Hey, Mrs. Xiang is here?"
Huaiyi: "..."
Kang Xuan put down the book, shuffled over, took the bag from her hands, glanced through it, and exclaimed, "Wow, duck neck, cold noodles, sushi, and beer?" She let out an "Oh~" with deep meaning, "What a mood, Zhou Luobu!"
Huaiyi gave her a perfunctory smile: "It's alright."
