Song Yiyan thought to herself, "You two are evil spirits. Why should I be worried about you? I'm clearly worried about the man in my family."
Ji Xing was wearing a raincoat that Chenchen had brought from the storeroom. It was a blue raincoat that his father had worn before. He turned around and looked at the young lady standing by the window before reminding her, "Close the window when you sleep. I will call you when I come back."
"Master, it's cold today. Be careful not to catch a cold." Yang Juan was sincerely grateful to her and was doing this for her own good.
"Sister, quickly close the window." Chenchen was also standing at the window talking to her.
"I know. Why are you so annoying? It's summer, not winter," Song Yiyan frowned in disgust and retorted.
Yang Juan and Chenchen smiled at her in embarrassment. They held hands and turned around.
Ji Xing looked back at her and waved at her.