-Next Morning-
"I finally got rid of him! Hurray!"
"Ying, are you alright?"
Yan Ying immediately put her hands down at her sides and stiffened when she heard that voice. She had just waved goodbye to Han Bohai with a bright smile. In her excitement, she completely forgot that she was still standing before the elevator.
When she looked back to see Francesca, she smiled awkwardly. "Morning!"
"Morning to you too," said Francesca as she stepped up to her side. "But what's with this excitement? Won a lottery or something?"
"It's nothing like that." Ying rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly. "Oh, what are you doing here? Aren't you staying at Qiu Family house? Your son and daughter-in-law are not even here."
