After leaving Shui Xian and Raelle, Zhai Yanjun made his way back towards the house. He tried his best to arrive as soon as possible but of course, he never went over the speed limit, and neither did he try to run through the red light.
Just as he arrived at home, he was met with silence. He looked around for his grandfather and found him in the study room with his grandmother. Leaning against the door frame, he continued to gaze at the harmonious scene before him.
Grandmother Zhai was a traditional Chinese painter. She was a renowned person in her field with plenty of her paintings being exhibited in art centers. Currently, her painting brush was galloping on the silk fabric that was placed on the table before her. While grandfather Zhai was just sitting beside her with his gaze focused on his wife's attentive face.
Zhai Yanjun chuckled silently to himself. It seemed, his trip was really unnecessary. This couple had already reconciled.
