"Auntie, I'll often come back to see you in the future."
"Alright, you're leaving tomorrow, so why not stay the night with Auntie and have a chat?"
Zhou Rongrong wants to have Ding Baijie stay overnight.
Li Zhiyan feels a bit helpless about this.
But it's also good; Li Zhiyan has been very worried about his mother's condition lately. If someone accompanies her, it'll be much better.
After all, having company can truly make one's mood much more pleasant.
...
After ten o'clock, his mother and Ding Baijie went back to the room, and they were chatting happily.
However, Li Zhiyan's thoughts were entirely focused on the upcoming task for Li Fuzhen.
At this time, his bodyguards were already hidden outside Li Fuzhen's villa, very discreetly.
Li Zhiyan made a phone call to Li Fuzhen.
"President Li, you're at home, right?"
"Hmm... at home!"
Li Fuzhen's tone was full of anticipation; every Sunday, Li Zhiyan would come home.
