While Zhao Tian and Li Jie were talking in the living room, a little later Ning Zuiye and Ning Yueli emerged from the nearby room.
Seeing them, Zhao Tian smiled faintly "How Is that old woman?"
Ning Zuiye nodded her head with a smile "She is good..."
Li Jie stood up from the couch and let out a sigh "I will go and ask the maid to prepare extra food."
"You three are having lunch here, right?"
Zhao Tian nodded his head "Yeah..."
Li Jie smiled and walked upstairs, where the maid was cleaning the floor earlier.
Ning Yueli hurriedly came and sat on Zhao Tian's lap, her hands finding themselves around his neck "Brother Tian..."
Looking at her troubled face, Zhao Tian gently wrapped her hands around her waist and pulled her closer "What happened, Li'er?"
Ning Zuiye also sat beside him and leaned on his shoulder "Tian.. can't we cure Mom's cancer?"