"I don't know," Jiang Yanshen replied. Meeting her disbelieving gaze, his thin lips curled up. "I've been taking care of Granny in the hospital for the past two days and my body is covered in the smell of disinfectant. This morning, I used a small bottle you made in the past and placed it in the office."
Lin Qingqian remembered that in the past, she would always buy him gifts, bottles, skincare, and perfume.
She naturally could not remember the name of the perfume from a few years ago, but it didn't smell outdated.
Seeing her sniffing like a puppy, a smile appeared in the corners of Jiang Yanshen's eyes. "Since you like it so much, I'll use it in the future."
Lin Qingqian nodded. "Alright."
After returning to the apartment and changing her shoes, Lin Qingqian walked in and tied her hair up with a headband.
"What do you want to eat tonight?"
