in the capital, when fu qinyuan was born, it was the hottest summer day and it was hot and stuffy.
the jiang family's second young master stood at the door of the house, quietly waiting for his eldest brother. they had made an appointment to go to the hospital together in advance. the person who had said that he would be arriving half an hour ago had not arrived yet, and the back of his clothes was soaked.
knowing that he was going to visit song fengwan today, he even made some preparations.
as soon as he sweated, his entire appearance turned white.
he was still holding flowers and a fruit basket in his hands. the flowers had wilted in the sun, but his brother was still not here.
the car had not yet stabilized. when second young master jiang saw the familiar license plate, he hurriedly tried to open the front passenger door without carefully looking at the people sitting in the car.
eh, it's locked!
he patted the car window.
