After finishing her work, Song Jiaren glanced at him and said, "I still have something to do. Are you interested in coming along?"
Shen Linan's eyes flashed with curiosity. He did not say anything and followed behind her.
When he saw that she was actually approaching the small bungalow in the backyard, his expression turned cold and his brows furrowed.
Song Jiaren went straight into the bungalow and went up to the third floor. She saw the little boy in the attic. At this moment, he was sitting on the floor by the attic door with his back against the door. He was still holding his only toy—a piece of building blocks.
He heard footsteps and turned around. When he saw that it was Song Jiaren, his eyes lit up. Then, he pouted and turned his head while looking unhappy.
