"What do you want to eat tonight? How about noodles? Are beef noodles okay?"
Old Mrs. Feng's thoughts slowly detached, and then she nodded gently, "Okay, let's have beef noodles; they're delicious."
Song Niaoniao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Checking the time, she took out her phone and opened the WeChat group.
The Wealthy Ladies' Late Night Fruit Chat Group:
Song Niaoniao: [I'm treating you to a meal this weekend, can you two make it?]
Duan Fei replied instantly: [No problem for me.]
Jiang Yaoyao: [I can't make it, I have a flight back to Haicheng tomorrow morning.]
Duan Fei: [Then we'll get together after you're back.]
Jiang Yaoyao: [Ok!]
Song Niaoniao frowned.
Wait for Jiang Yaoyao to come back?
By then, who knows if she'd still be in the capital...
**
Jinxiu Garden.
Jiang Yaoyao lounged on the recliner, a small plate of fruit on the coffee table in front of her.
