‘Things are different now‘. What was different now? Xia Wennan thought that he could faintly understand what Ming Luchuan meant. He couldn’t resist asking one last question, “Then, since you know that he’s not your real dad, does he himself know?” “I take it he does,” said Ming Luchuan, but after that, he continued, “But maybe he doesn’t.” “What? So does he know or not?” Ming Luchuan shook his head. “It doesn’t matter whether or not he knows anymore.” They were held up by a traffic jam along the way, so by the time they arrived, nighttime had fallen. While Ming Luchuan parked the car, Xia Wennan spotted Ming Qin with a shawl draped over his shoulders, waiting for them in front of the house.
Xia Wennan promptly stepped out of the car and walked over to Ming Qin, who broke out into a smile at the sight of him. In two steps, he trotted over to welcome Xia Wennan and clasped his hands. “Wennan, thank you for your hard work.” Xia Wennan could only smile abashedly. “Not at all.” Ming Qin gave him a hug, and as he drew back, he said, “As expected from Ming Yan’s chief perfumer. Come on in, dinner’s ready.”
When Xia Wennan entered, he noticed that Ming Sichen and Yin Zejing were already there, but Ming Sichen was nowhere to be seen. ☆ ☆ ☆ t/n — a/b/o au yang youming cameo!! his name here is spelt with different characters though, 杨佑铭, as opposed to the star around the sun’s 杨悠明