"Sister Qin," Jiang Ning lowered her voice.
Jiang Ning, wearing comfortable sneakers, moved lightly on her feet until she spoke up. It was then that Qin Taoran, who was standing in front of the door, realized someone was there and hurriedly turned around, only to see Jiang Ning standing at the top of the stairs.
Qin Taoran's expression brightened, "Xiao Jiang."
Qin Taoran was now in her thirties, a full generation older than Jiang Ning, so calling her Xiao Jiang wasn't strange at all.
Jiang Ning nodded slightly and walked to her own door.
Qin Taoran, somewhat embarrassed, stepped aside and asked hesitantly, "Do your words from before still stand?"
Jiang Ning had mentioned before that she would help Qin Taoran if she ever wanted a divorce.
"They stand," Jiang Ning nodded, using her fingerprint to unlock the door, "Come in and we'll talk."
Qin Taoran followed Jiang Ning into the house.
