When Jiang Chongjing saw him, his eyes flickered. "Yanshen, so you haven't rested yet?"
As they had yet to officially fall out, Jiang Chongjing could still shamelessly pretend that nothing had happened.
Jiang Yanshen placed his hands in his pockets and looked down at him. The light in his black eyes was as sharp as thin paper.
His thin lips curled up slightly. "You're disturbing my rest."
The smile on Jiang Chongjing's face froze, and he reacted in a few seconds. "Aren't I just worried about you? Sister-in-law is really too much. No matter what, we're still family. Why make things so ugly?"
As he spoke, he sighed and said hypocritically, "Yanshen, don't worry. I'll definitely persuade her when I get back."
"Thank you, Second Uncle." With that, Jiang Yanshen turned to leave.
