Chen He got out of the driver's seat and opened the trunk. It was packed full of things.
Jiang Yixia stood in the doorway, a cleaning rag still in her hand. When she saw the packed trunk, her mouth opened, but she swallowed whatever she was about to say.
Wen Wan stood beside Jiang Yixia, nervously clutching the corner of her clothes.
Jiang Sifan came out of the house and stood in the doorway, not taking a step further. He looked at Lu Fan, and Lu Fan saw him too.
Their eyes met. A flicker of guilt and nervousness showed in Jiang Sifan's eyes.
Lu Fan gave a slight nod, a small smile playing on his lips, but said nothing.
Jiang Sifan nodded back and looked away.
"Sifan, come help carry this stuff," Lu Fan called out.
After a moment's hesitation, Jiang Sifan walked over and pulled two bags from the trunk.
Jiang Silu had already run over. She pulled a box from the trunk, gave it a shake, and asked curiously, "Dad, what's this?"
