Chapter 392: The Little Devil
After an early dinner, seeing Wang Haiyan’s restlessness, Yang Jian didn’t delay any further. Although he knew Wang Shanshan’s issue wasn’t urgent, he still felt it was important to consider the feelings of a parent.
After all, he came from a single-parent family and understood very well how a mother felt.
"Big Sister Jiang, please keep Auntie Wang company for a while. Wang Shanshan, come upstairs with me. I’ll resolve your issue first," Yang Jian stood up and said.
Wang Haiyan’s eyes lit up immediately, and she hurriedly urged her daughter to follow.
Wang Shanshan still had an incredibly indifferent demeanor, as if she didn’t care about anything. She simply acknowledged with a soft ’mm’ and followed.
In the quiet staircase, only the sound of their footsteps echoed.
Yang Jian, walking ahead, remained silent and Wang Shanshan, following behind, didn’t speak either, making the atmosphere somewhat eerie.
"Perhaps I shouldn’t have turned you into this in the first place. Then you wouldn’t have become this neither human nor ghost-like creature," suddenly, Yang Jian stopped and turned back to look at Wang Shanshan.
As seniors in high school, he and Wang Shanshan weren’t particularly close, but they weren’t on bad terms either, occasionally interacting with each other.