Jiang Lan looked out the window, and the inconspicuous drizzle drifted into the car window and fell lightly on her face.

Today's temperature in Lin'an is only eight degrees, the air is humid and cold, and the wind blowing is biting.

Lu Jingchi couldn't help but close the car window to block out the air-conditioning outside.

Back at the villa, Grandma Zhang was still asleep, sitting on the sofa and taking a nap.

When she heard the footsteps, she immediately woke up, picked up the crutch next to her and walked towards them.

The old man's cautious appearance made Jiang Lan feel a pain in her heart, and she began to doubt whether her decision to bring Grandma Zhang back was right.

But it was useless to regret now. If he had not brought her back, she might still be able to endure the hunger and cold caused by that small shed.

But she was already here, and Jiang Lan knew how terrifying it would be for the light that appeared in despair to leave again.

Grandma Zhang, like her, is cautious and desperately grasps the hope and light at hand.

"Master, you are back, have you eaten?"

She went to pick up the coat from Lu Jingchi, but Lu Jingchi avoided her and threw the coat on the hanger first.

"After eating, you can just cook it for her." After Lu Jingchi finished speaking, he went upstairs without staying too long.

Jiang Lan gestured: Don't bother grandma, I'm not hungry.

Grandma Zhang was much more relaxed when facing Jiang Lan, "How can this be done? You are not well yet. I will make you something and you can eat as much as you want."

Jiang Lan: I'll go by myself, and you can go and rest.

Grandma Zhang took her hand, with a look of sincerity and embarrassment on her wrinkled face, "Lan Lan, let me do something."

Jiang Lan was stunned. She looked at the old man's pleading eyes and was speechless for a moment.

This was not her original intention, but everything she did did not go according to her original idea.

All things are the same.

After a moment, she nodded.

Grandma Zhang's worries turned into joy, "Just wait, it will be fine soon."

Jiang Lan sat on the sofa and closed her eyes tiredly.

After waiting for almost half an hour, Grandma Zhang came over with a tray.

"Lan Lan, has the young master eaten too? You can serve it to him."

Seeing Lu Jingchi and Jiang Lan coming back together, she guessed they didn't eat.

Jiang Lan was a little hesitant.

"Go." Grandma Zhang handed the tray to her and said, "I saw it when you first came back. You should stop getting into trouble."

Jiang Lan didn't answer. She didn't know what was going on between them now.

Those few words he answered the night before yesterday might have left even the last trace of affection gone. What was left between her and him?

A marriage worthy of the name is like a sapling with an unstable foundation that will fall when the wind blows.

"Go quickly." Grandma Zhang said again.

Jiang Lan was silent for a moment, then took the tray from Grandma Zhang's hand and turned to go upstairs.

She knocked on the study door and pushed it open.

Lu Jingchi was working at the desk and didn't even raise his head when he knew she came in.

Jiang Lan carried the tray over and placed it in the open space next to him. She pulled Lu Jingchi's sleeve.

Lu Jingchi glanced sideways at her, and then Jiang Lan raised his hand and gestured: Eat something.

"Who is Jingchi?"
Chapter completed!