Handover

Liu Wenying stared at the urn, and the bat fell to the ground with a clang as tears swirled in her eyes.

A Hui hurriedly asked, "Big Sister Wenying, what's wrong?"

"No, I'm okay…" Liu Wenying wiped the corner of her eyes and said with a forced smile, "Xiao Zhang, I'm really sorry to have you come all the way here… You're already busy enough taking care of the two stores. You could've just given me a call or sent me a message, and I would have gone down myself. Why did you have to send it in person…?"

Zhang Zian said, "I sent you a message, but you didn't reply. Since I was passing by the neighborhood, it was just on the way."

"Right, I haven't returned the money to you yet…" Liu Wenying subconsciously touched her pocket. "Ah, I forgot to bring my phone out… I'm sorry for bothering you."

"It's okay, don't worry about that. It was just on the way… You don't look too well, why don't I send you back home?" Zhang Zian observed.