Song Niaoniao chuckled, "That's because I taught her well."
"Indeed." Xu Fenglai buttered her up, "Mom is a great role model for the daughter!"
Song Niaoniao: "..."
Another rumble of thunder sounded.
She said, "The rain is quite heavy, drive slowly and stay safe."
"Niaoniao, I knew you care about me..."
"You're overthinking." Song Niaoniao's tone was cold, "I'm concerned about my daughter, since she's in your car."
"Saying one thing but meaning another."
"Hanging up."
Song Niaoniao hung up the phone and continued working.
Another ten minutes passed, her phone rang, and Xu Fenglai had already reached downstairs, "Niaoniao, come on down."
"Alright."
"Do you have an umbrella?"
"No."
"Then just wait for me on the first floor, I'll bring you an umbrella."
"Okay." Song Niaoniao agreed.
Leaving the office, she found that more than half of her colleagues had already left.
