Su Ningyan called Dabao and asked him to come back early, but her son had to work overtime.
Lately, her son has been leaving early and coming back late, which makes her feel distressed.
In the next few days, he also has to go on a business trip.
Thinking about it, her two sons are just in their early twenties, still so young.
Other kids their age are still in college, unlike her two sons, who graduated from prestigious universities at fifteen.
After a while, the driver brought Feng Yihuan and Gu Mingzhu back.
Gu Mingzhu got off the car; it wasn't even seven yet.
The sky wasn't completely dark, with large white clouds bordered by a faint golden edge.
Gu Mingzhu followed behind Huanhuan and walked in.
"Auntie, we're back."
"Hello, Aunt Ningyan..."
Gu Mingzhu finished speaking and couldn't help glancing around. At the moment, only Aunt Ningyan was at home; it seemed the others weren't.
Not seeing Zhuo Dabao, Gu Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief.
