Inside the car.
Jiang Nanshu looked at Jiang Zhouye, who was resting with his eyes closed, filled with question marks.
"Fourth Brother, did you come to school to watch my performance too?"
[Ah? No way? The sun must have risen from the west for him to actually come to my school to watch my performance.]
Jiang Zhouye took off his mask, revealing a defiant face that was tense, "Jing University isn't owned by you, is there a reason I can't come?"
Jiang Nanshu, with a grievance-stricken voice, said, "Fourth Brother, can you not be so fierce, please? It hurts my feelings."
[I must be having ear problems? Why doesn't his throat sound as hoarse as before? Could it be that in my absence, the management of Flower Tea has been neglected! That's great, I knew it, without my supervision, this house would sooner or later be my downfall.]
Jiang Yunchuan: "..."
Jiang Zhouye: "..."
For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
