Everyone walked Iris to the main wing's entranceway. Yang Jiahui handed her a big box of different pastries. Iris and Meimei exchanged phone numbers.
"It's good to see you again after so long, Little Sister," Long Hui told her. His expression was cold as usual, but his tone sounded sincere enough. "And my congratulations on your new album."
"Thank you, Elder Brother Hui," Iris replied.
"I hope that you'll consider the things I told you today. Never forget that you have the blood of the Longs running in your veins."
A slight frown briefly appeared on her face before she smiled at Long Hui. "I will keep your words in mind."
He nodded.
Long Tengfei stepped forward. "Xiulan, my daughter, come visit us again when you have time. You're always welcome here."
"I will. Thank you, Father."
He cleared his throat and then remembered something. "By the way, has your mother visited you yet since your recent hospitalization?"
