"Anything else?" Shen Weiyi continued to ask.
For so many years, this was the first time she had initiated a conversation with the other person, eager to know more.
"I don't remember!"
Leaning lazily in the chair, Shen Juanzhi replied, "There are so many people around me every day, how could I possibly remember each one so clearly. If you're done eating, go rest early. Staying up late is bad for girls' skin; you'll become less pretty."
"Got it, good night!" Shen Weiyi didn't press further.
After she went upstairs, Shen Juanzhi sat alone in the living room. After a moment of silence, he dialed Secretary Jiang's phone.
The next day, a series of knocks sounded at the door.
Shen Juanzhi opened the door and didn't see anyone at first glance. Just as he was about to close the door, he noticed a little figure lying by his feet.
Shen Juanzhi recognized the familiar face, lifted the child up from the ground, and asked, "Little guy, what are you doing here?"
