Anguish

At first, Zhang Liling seemed confused and had to pause to think about it first. 

But then, when she remembered that it's been a few days since she last logged in on her social media handle, she released a soft sigh.

"I'm sorry Mum, I have been a bit busy for a few days now. Is everything okay? What did you send to me?" She asked with a worry laced in her voice.

Since she heard her mother's voice after taking her call, she could sense that something was wrong and couldn't help but be a bit anxious.

The thought of telling her about her first date and her potential son-in-law when she saw her caller ID, flew past her mind as soon as she heard her voice.

Song Jujing who was calling sitting in bed with a piece of report in her right hand. Sighed. Her countenance seemed calmer which was weird.

That report she held in her hand was something to be worried about, but she was not. Her expression was contrary to what was writing.