Yuan Liangping walked home alone, his heart filled with the desolation and serenity of being forgotten.
He had already braced himself to be pressed into service, but the little princess had forgotten him. Who could he blame for that?
Yuan Liangping's nose suddenly twitched twice.
The buns at a roadside stall had just come out of the steamer, and their rich, meaty aroma washed over him with the billowing heat. Looking at the street of snack stalls his wife usually forbade him from setting foot in, Yuan Liangping recalled the look of high hopes General Kan had given him before leaving, and his steps faltered.
I might as well eat whatever I want. Perhaps this will be my last meal.
He changed direction and strode resolutely inside.
Brother Yuan actually didn't follow us! Jiang Yingcheng finally realized this grave problem and froze into a statue.
She had wanted to slip Grandpa Kan the note tomorrow!
No one in the carriage spoke. They kept stealing glances at Jiang Yingcheng's expression, each harboring different thoughts.
Before this, neither Jiang Xingran nor Lin Jinshu had ever imagined that one day they would sincerely consider this girl one of their own.
Their past experiences had led them to see Jiang Yingcheng as nothing more than a spoiled, willful princess, yet everything that had happened over the past few days had overturned their understanding again and again.
Only now did they discover that she possessed such a pure heart, one intent on saving those caught in fire and drowning in water.
Jiang Tinghuai's thoughts were far more practical.
If today's events could be verified, then the matters concerning him and his mother would have to be handled with the utmost caution.
At that thought, Jiang Tinghuai suddenly spoke. "It really was wrong of me