Next morning, Jiang Mansion
In the early spring cold, the morning dew was heavy. The elderly lady rose early and had her potted plants moved outside, intending to trim the flowers. Unexpectedly, she noticed that a car was missing from the yard. It wasn't anyone else's car, but Jiang Chengsi's.
His cars are all modified; normally, no one would touch them.
This early, going out?
But this doesn't seem like him. Could it be...
This kid's run off!
The elderly lady was so anxious she entirely forgot she was still holding the flower trimming scissors and hurriedly walked upstairs. She knocked on the door but there was no response. When she pushed the door open, the tidiness of the bed seemed to tell her:
No one stayed here last night.
"Grandma? What's wrong?" Jiang Jinsang came out in his pajamas to check because the knocking was quite loud.
