"Mr. Lin, a total of thirteen hundred books have all been packed up. The funds have been transferred. Are you heading back now? The village chief mentioned yesterday about leading all the students and teachers for a donation ceremony today."
Qiao Lan looked surprised and gazed at Lin Chuxia with even more kindness, "So it's for donating to the kids, huh? Lin, you're really incredible. I won't hold you up any longer. Let's chat again sometime."
Lin Chuxia nodded slightly, "Alright, we'll talk again when we have the time."
She glanced at the time and said to Su Wensong, "Let's go, the village chief is probably eagerly waiting."
Su Wensong walked ahead, but not too fast. Lin Chuxia, with her pregnant belly, followed a bit clumsily behind him.
When they got to the entrance, Su Wensong first opened the bookstore's door for her and then jogged over to open the car door.
It wasn't until the car carrying the books drove away that Qiao Lan withdrew her gaze.
