Jiang Heng had known early on that the Ye Family had three children, and except for Ye Xingxue, during their two-day stay at the Ye Family, they only saw Ye Xinghui.
He had only heard of Ye Xingxue's younger sister, Ye Shaohua, but he had seen the book she had given to Ye Xinghui.
Now, getting up early in the morning and seeing a girl enter the Ye Family's home, he could only think of Ye Shaohua.
It was just a bit surprising.
"Hmm," Ye Shaohua was thinking about going to the School to have a look later, but she didn't expect to run into Jiang Heng right after her morning run, and she nodded at him.
Very distant, she greeted him with no intention of continuing the conversation and went straight into the house.
"Stuff some more firewood into the pot," Ye's mother had been so happy these past few days that she wasn't restraining Ye Shaohua as much, "let the porridge stew a bit longer and it should be ready."
