Jiang Qiong smiled at the words, seeing the childish nature.
Yun Yue pulled her hat down to block the light; Xiao Chen covered her with a blanket, his lips slightly parted, "I'll call you when we arrive."
Yun Yue responded with a soft hum and fell asleep to the familiar scent of tobacco from the man beside her.
**
Beijing.
The Xiao Family's servants were all on high alert, cleaning the entire estate thoroughly not once but twice.
The wives of the third and fourth rooms watched the hustle and bustle, each puzzled, and pulled aside a servant to ask.
"What special day is it today? Why is everyone so busy?"
The servant replied nonchalantly, "The lady and young master are coming back, and they're bringing guests. Housekeeper Xiao instructed us to clean up from top to bottom."
Hearing this, the two women looked at each other.
Who could be important enough to make Housekeeper Xiao so anxious?
"Could it really be some big shot?"
But wasn't Jiang Qiong just playing in Lan City?
