「Five minutes earlier.」
At that moment, Jiang Sifan was in his studio going over the accounts, pen in hand, his eyes fixed on the ledger.
But his mind was on other things.
Last night in his dorm, he had seen the photos and vlogs his sister, Jiang Silu, posted.
'Silu must still be out on her trip,' he thought.
For some reason, Jiang Sifan felt a little uneasy.
Wen Wan was organizing documents nearby, glancing up at him from time to time.
Jiang Sifan had already zoned out several times today, which was rare for him.
"Are you tired?" Wen Wan asked. "Maybe you should head back and rest early today?"
Jiang Sifan shook his head and smiled. "I'm not tired. There are still a few accounts I haven't finished checking."
Hearing this, Wen Wan decided she would quickly finish her own work so she could go help him.
Just then, Jiang Sifan's WhatsApp notification chimed.
He picked it up and saw a message from Jiang Silu—a string of photos.
