"Yeah, well, where are they? I just called them, and they said they were on the way." Nian Junting took out his phone with a frown. As he was looking for Murong Cheng's number, Luosang patted him gently on the shoulder and said, "No need to call them again. They're here."
Nian Junting turned around and pulled a long face.
Murong Cheng was holding a handbag and wearing a fur coat, looking quite fashionable. Near her, was Jiang Yuning, wearing a grey coat, pushing a suitcase. Nian Xi was sitting on top of it very happily.
"How sweet," Luosang sighed.
Nian Junting unhappily glanced at her, then walked up to his mother and sister, stared at Jiang Yuning coldly, and said to Nian Xi, "You didn't tell me he's coming with us. I'm sorry, I didn't buy his ticket."
