The sky slightly darkened, the east wind grew brisk, the sunset slanted, a tree of peach blossoms had bloomed for several days.
Si Yushan stood in the courtyard, hands on his waist, still worrying about Si Qingxiao's visit to the Jiang Family, afraid that she might face some grievances or feel uncomfortable.
Meanwhile, Jiang Chengsi was driving with Si Qingxiao, and they were almost at the Jiang Mansion. Originally, she wasn't worried, as she'd met everyone from the Jiang Family at Jiang Xiaowai's full-month banquet. But she hadn't revealed her identity then, which felt deceptive; as they neared, she became increasingly apprehensive.
"Afraid?" The car stuck in traffic, Jiang Chengsi turned to look at her.
Si Qingxiao wore a black dress today, appearing particularly formal.
"Yes," she nodded in response.
"Actually, you've met everyone at home before, no need to be afraid. I'm here." Jiang Chengsi held her hand to reassure her.
