When Jiang Tong woke up, it was already the afternoon, and she got up in a daze.
Bao Nan had booked her a suite, with a living room connected to the room.
Faint chatting sounds drifted from the living room, and she stood there somewhat bewildered.
Because she heard Jiang Haishi's long-lost laughter and Jiang Zirui's careless shouting.
Tears welled up in her eyes instantly, and Jiang Tong frantically straightened her clothes.
Then she opened the door to the room, seeing the faces of Jiang Haishi and Song Shimiao.
The moment he saw her, Jiang Haishi stood up excitedly, but then remembered something and remained still.
Though they both wanted to reconcile, it was still awkward, unsure how to start.
It was Song Shimiao who excitedly hugged Jiang Tong, constantly caressing her face.
"My Tongtong, how did you become so thin? It breaks my heart."
Remembering how good she used to be to her, and her own immaturity, Jiang Tong's tears brimmed with warmth.
