"Xinyao, long time no see. How are your parents doing?"
"They're doing well."
In the restaurant, Zhou Xinyao and Song Xianying sat facing each other. Since the last unpleasant dinner, they hadn't seen each other for a while. Perhaps because Li Zhao had gone to the United Kingdom for his doctoral studies, Song Xianying's attitude toward her was quite pleasant and friendly, even personally pouring water for her.
"Auntie, let me do it." Zhou Xinyao took the kettle and filled both of their cups.
"What made you think of inviting Auntie to dinner today?" Song Xianying took a sip of water and casually said, "When I got the call, I couldn't believe it."
Zhou Xinyao pursed her lips, determined.
"Auntie, actually, I came today because of my dad."
Hearing this, Song Xianying was taken aback. "What happened to your dad?"
