Li Ying edited countless messages but received no reply, so she simply called.
If you extend your head with a knife, if you shrink your head with a knife, it is also a knife. We are all sons and daughters of the world, so grinding and whining is nothing.
She called her and the person on the other end answered the call not long after.
"Hello--"
The man's voice came over, but it was quiet on the other side.
Li Ying quickly sat up and shook her head, "Is your mother okay?"
Lan Jingyu: "It's okay. I'll be hospitalized for recuperation."
"Ah?" Li Ying was startled, "Is it serious? Do you need to be hospitalized?"
"This old problem has nothing to do with you."
Li Ying breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, then..."
Tsk, what are you talking about?
She remembered and said, "Please help me say sorry to my aunt for causing trouble to her. When she gets better, I'll treat her to a meal."
Lan Jingyu leaned against the corridor wall and felt a little happy when he heard the children's words.
"Okay, I'll tell her that when she gets better, you can make another appointment."
Li Ying's mood improved and she lay down, feeling that the matter had been resolved.
He was about to say something more when he suddenly heard a female voice on the other side of the phone. Lan Jingyu quickly said to her, "I have something to do here." He hung up before she could reply.
She suddenly felt uncomfortable and felt that Lan Jingyu was a little cold.
After thinking about it, I felt that it was right. After all, it was his mother, so she must be a little unhappy.
She sighed and threw away the phone.
After a few minutes of confusion, Li Jing opened the door and came in.
…
"Let me go?!"
Li Ying was shocked. She didn't expect that the pot would eventually hit her on the head.
Going to visit Qiong Anru was a trivial matter. She had intended to go, but she didn't want to meet Lan Zhendong.
God of Death, who can bear this?
Li Jing coaxed her, telling her that it was all nonsense outside and Lan Zhendong was not scary at all.
Li Ying's soul asked: "Then why don't you and my dad go?"
Li Jing: "...it's not appropriate for us to go."
Li Ying's expression was numb, "Why is it inappropriate?"
"Your father and I went there. It seemed too serious. A small matter turned into a big deal."
whispering sound.
It's obvious that neither you nor my dad want to see the God of Death.
"Okay, let's go tomorrow morning. Remember to buy a fruit basket and be polite."
"Be good, baby, mommy believes in you."
hehe.
My mother floated away leisurely, leaving behind a big pot.
Li Ying scratched her head and looked up to the sky and screamed.
Pick up the phone and return to the chat screen with Lan Jingyu.
The call record is still there, and it hasn't even been up for a minute. Tsk, it shows that the situation is not optimistic.
She thought for a moment and sent a message to Lan Jingyu.
——Uncle Lan, will your father be in the hospital tomorrow?
.: Not here, coming?
Li Ying was surprised, "Really?"
.:Well, he will be away all day. He has something to do tomorrow.
Li Ying held her cell phone, shook her legs happily, and continued to ask: "Auntie, is there anything you like to eat?"
.:spicy, sweet, cold.
Li Ying thought for a moment and felt that it didn't fit in with Qiong Anru's image.
But then I thought about it, Sichuan girls are all beautiful and they all love spicy food.
"Okay, I'll be there at nine tomorrow, okay?"
.:Can.
At the end of the conversation, Li Ying didn't stop dryly this time. As usual, she sent a rabbit over with the text: Thank you ~
opposite
Lan Jingyu was sitting in the corridor. When he saw the rabbit, he raised his eyebrows slightly.
Lan Shan came over like a ghost, "I have this set of emoticons, do you want it?"
Lan Jingyu put away the phone, "No need."
Lan Shan was most familiar with his pretentious expression, and continued: "The fixed price is eight thousand, and I will give it to you when you pay."