"My mom said she was feeling a bit unwell when she called last night, so my dad booked an early flight and flew back." Meimei picked up the juice beside her and happily took a sip, her eyebrows and eyes forming cheerful arches.
"I'm so happy that I rushed over to see you all early this morning."
"Mingmei perfectly timed that phone call, it definitely deserves a thumbs up!" Jiang Nan's long, almond-shaped eyes glimmered, just thinking about how with Bai Zheng gone, no one would be constantly watching them, and they wouldn't need to worry about Meimei being taken away.
It was as if a blade hanging over their heads had suddenly been removed.
"Mingmei fell ill, and not only are you not worried, you're grinning so happily. Seems like this illness wasn't accidental but deliberate." Dan Tingye put down his cup, his dark eyes fixed on Meimei.
Meimei's smile grew even brighter, her hands propping her cheeks, unable to contain her laughter.
