Lu Fan returned to the pastry shop.
Seeing he was in a good mood, Chen He smiled and asked, "Boss, did you manage to get some of the missus's soup?"
"You're finally sharp for once, kid," Lu Fan said with a nod.
After all these days of trying to get along, he had finally gotten a taste of Jiang Yixia's homemade soup.
It was a small step for him, but a giant leap in their journey toward reconciliation.
Seeing that Jiang Yixia wouldn't be back at the flower shop anytime soon, Lu Fan said to Jiali, "Let's head back to Jinling, then."
He hadn't seen Jiang Silu in a long time and wanted to see his daughter.
Meanwhile, Jiang Silu was heading to the academic building with her laptop.
Over half an hour ago, the senior students had decided to gather the group members to report on their individual design progress.
As a first-year student, Jiang Silu naturally didn't dare to be late or neglect her duties.
