Ever since Tang Zelin said he would come over tonight, Su Shu spent the entire afternoon in a daze, fumbling with whatever she did.
She was simply preparing dinner, supposed to be stir-frying vegetables. She could have ended up tossing rice into the pan and stir-frying it for ages, resulting in a plate of chopped vegetables lying in tears, untouched, next to the stove.
What happened to the stir-fry "I" was promised...
With such a haphazard approach, Su Shu found herself utterly defeated.
Forget it, just don't bother, her mind was a mess, unable to do anything right.
As the evening drew in, she took her keys, locked the door, and headed down to the Ge Family to pick up Xiao'ai.
"Xiaosu is here?"
"Mm-hmm, thank you for your trouble."
Old Mr. Ge was holding Xiao'ai's hand, teaching her how to write with a brush pen, while Fu Shiyin led Su Shu inside with a smile.