"Will you be okay by yourself?"
Lin asked for the third time before he was leaving.
"Yes, I will be," she chuckled. "Don't worry, Lingling is here and Bro will send a car to fetch me."
He still held doubts.
"You shouldn't work anymore. You will have to stand and paint. It will aggravate it."
"I know. I won't be working."
"...I should still take you to the hospital."
"It's just a sprain. I don't need a hospital. Gosh, you talk so much like Dad. He would have also rushed me to the hospital too," she shook her head. "Anyway, say hi to Cai for me!"
"Sure," he then paused and said, "I am sure Mr. Zhong will be moved by your painting."
She beamed. "Thank you! Oh, I know! If he agrees to back down from buying Blooming, then let's go to the game plaza again. We will celebrate it by playing tons of games. And this time, you can be sure that I will beat you in bowling," she harrumphed.
Lin smiled. "Is that so?"
