C1014 Xuan Xuan's Whereabouts

Three days later.

At Shen Yancheng's house.

It was now half past two in the afternoon. Jiang Xiaorou was strolling alone in the yard, walking among the flowers and plants. Even the air had the smell of flowers and plants.

She held a bag of biscuits in her hand and stuffed it into her mouth while looking at the lush flowers and plants. She squatted down and took a deep breath