Jiang Zao: "Don't go out and have fun after the concert, or you'll get photographed again."

"Okay, housekeeper." Zheng Xiao hung up the phone with a smile, though it was unclear whether she had taken Jiang Zao's words to heart.

Jiang Zao sighed helplessly, put away her phone, and looked out the car window.

On this day in her previous life, she was with Xiaoxiao. In this life, she couldn't be there. She hoped that Xiaoxiao wouldn't cause any more trouble.

My left shoulder suddenly felt heavy.

Jiang Zao turned around and only saw Fu Yanci's hair whorl, long black eyelashes, and high nose bridge.

The child must be tired after playing all day.

Jiang Zao supported Fu Yanci's head and adjusted his position to make him more comfortable while sleeping.

Her hand stopped on his cheek and she couldn't help but pinch it twice more.

It feels really good.

Pinch it a couple more times.

Fu Yanci's spirit, floating nearby: "..."

My face felt itchy and hot.

He can now remember everything that happened during the day, and his gaze towards Jiang Zao is filled with a touch of heartache.

It turns out that she had always been treated that way in the Xia family.

Even when she returned to her parents' home, her own mother didn't give her a kind look and even treated her like a free servant.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch Jiang Zao's head, wanting to offer some comfort.

“Aci”.

"Aci?"

Jiang Zao woke Fu Yanci up, but before she could even touch Jiang Zao, her soul instantly returned to Fu Yanci's body.

"Hmm?" Fu Yanci blinked his sleepy eyes and looked at Jiang Zao.

Jiang Zao smiled and tidied his messy hair. "We're home."