Director Wang was deeply troubled, his mind unable to focus, mechanically heading for home.
As he reached the gate of his courtyard, he heard his mother's hearty laughter from inside before he even went in.
Was there a guest at home?
Who could be so skilled to make his mother laugh?
His mother was known for being strict and seldom smiled.
With this question in mind, Director Wang walked into the courtyard, pushed the door open, set his briefcase down, and looked at the figure on the sofa.
"We have a guest at home."
As soon as Director Wang spoke, the guest turned their head.
"Hello, Director Wang."
Director Wang's pupils constricted, and every movement, even his breathing, froze at that moment.
"Jiang—Jiang Cheng!"
"It's me. Director Wang seems surprised to see me."
Jiang Cheng calmly asked, as Director Wang instinctively glanced at his family, but everyone looked normal, as if they knew nothing.
