The girl came to the door and announced, "Madam, Young Master Changqing is here."
Sang Qian's eyes lit up instantly, and she set down her pen. "Push me downstairs."
"Alright."
Because Ji Chengzhou had used a wheelchair before, the house was very accessible for wheelchairs, with an elevator between the first and second floors.
The girl pushed Sang Qian down to the living room on the first floor.
Ji Changqing asked with concern, "Sister-in-law, how's your leg doing now?"
"Much better. What brings you here today?"
"Grandmother has returned, and I came to visit her."
"Did you come from Grandmother's place?"
"Yes." Ji Changqing handed a stack of papers to Sang Qian, "These are materials I've gathered on ancient female attire, take a look and see if they're useful to you?"
Sang Qian took them and opened the stack to look, her lips curving into a smile, "This is exactly what I need. Thank you."
"You're welcome. As long as you can use them, that's great."
