Wearing a patient's robe, Han Yueyao looked pale.
With her slightly curly long hair draping on her pillow, she was leaning on the headboard and having a video-chat on her cellphone.
"Mom, you and Dad must ignore the stories those gossiping reporters made up. I'm fine… It's just a small injury. The company is very good to me. Look, they sent me to the hospital immediately after the show. I was eliminated but I might win some sympathy from the audience. I still have a chance next week… Haha. Don't worry. I'll work hard and won't give it up. I heard it's snowing in Jing City. You guys must buy new coats. The old ones are not warm."
"Yao, what do you want to eat? I'll mail some to you."
"I want to eat your dumplings, but they'd go bad if you mailed them. So, I plan to ask my boss for a leave to see you guys after the contest no matter if I get to the next round or be eliminated. Mom, you must make dumplings for me."
