"No need to look up her number anymore, I'm going to another place."
Ai Minzhen changed her mind immediately after hearing the coughing voice of the child.
"Which place?"
Professor Han became curious.
"Have someone prepare a generous gift," Ai Minzhen said with extreme gravity in her voice.
"Alright."
Professor Han didn't ask any further and turned to leave.
...
The weather in the evening was somewhat gloomy and also a bit stuffy, as if rain was imminent.
"Ruowei, go and bring in the clothes from outside."
The courtyard remained unchanged.
Following the woman's command, Lan Ruowei went up to the rooftop to gather the clothes, just as she finished—
Rain, dripping drop by drop, quickly soaking the earth.
"This rain is really coming down hard."
Lan Ruowei neatly folded the clothes and put them into the wardrobe, then turned to Xu Meili and said.
Xu Meili came in with a plate of washed fruit and sat Lan Ruowei down by the bedside: "Ruowei, mom has something to ask you."
