Fu Jingyu looked at his disheveled wife and was nearly shocked speechless.
Ye Fanxing, feeling discriminated against in his eyes, asked, "Are you looking down on me again?"
Fu Jingyu couldn't help but laugh, "Alright, let's go."
After packing up their things, they came down from upstairs. Fu Jingyu was holding the child, and Chiang Sen had gotten up too. The car was waiting at the door.
Ye Fanxing asked, "Should we say goodbye to Uncle Huo?"
"No need."
He would never come back to this place again. Fu Jingyu felt quite heavy-hearted, his eyes also showing some complexity.
Once in the car, Ye Fanxing looked at Fu Jingyu. Because she knew him so well, she could sense whenever something was slightly off with him.
She wanted to ask something but hadn't yet figured out what to say.
Fu Jingyu looked at the little third wheel in his arms, who had woken up at some point, and said to Ye Fanxing, "He's awake."