Jiang Jinghuai's deep eyes darkened slightly, his brow furrowed as he sank into deep thought.
"Just let Wenxiu stay," Ye Binyi suddenly smiled lightly. "Oh, by the way, Zhao Chun came to Beijing recently and even visited our home. He's doing better and better these days. I wanted you two to catch up, but you weren't here, so Sangsang caught up on your behalf. I had no idea they even knew each other."
Jiang Jinghuai's gaze was dark, his emotions unreadable. He spoke faintly, "Mom, as long as it makes you happy, fine, let Wenxiu stay. But once school begins, she must leave."
"Alright, alright," Ye Binyi agreed readily, her eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at him. "You've lost weight and gotten a bit tanned. Come inside and eat. I personally cooked for you."
**
It had been a long time since father and son had seen each other. Meng Shuyan tilted his little head back, staring intently. "Daddy, what should I do if I don't recognize you anymore?"
