Song Ruyi stood up to pull Liu Mingzhu: "Come with me."
Liu Mingzhu unwilling to get up: "Mom, I'm hungry, I haven't eaten yet."
Song Ruyi took a deep breath, thought about it, and sat back down.
She took out her cell phone and called Zhao Han: "Husband, I am now at... you hurry over, there's something important."
Zhao Han was almost driven crazy with busyness.
But still, Song Ruyi's call made him leave his work and drive over immediately.
By the time he arrived, the food had already been served, and Liu Mingzhu was eating.
Her eating manners were not good, almost wolfing down the food, clearly famished.
Song Ruyi didn't eat, just sat back in her chair staring at Liu Mingzhu.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Han came and paused at the sight of Liu Mingzhu.
Liu Mingzhu looked up, swallowing the food in her mouth: "Dad."
Zhao Han sat next to Song Ruyi: "What's the matter?"
