When Zhan An came to Greenville Residence with a thermos cup in her hand, as she knocked on the door, she faintly heard Jiang Ruolan's voice coming from inside.
"I'm not eating anymore. You bought a bunch of nutritious stews. I only have a cold. No way, I have to go get some salted vegetables."
"Eat this. After you eat it, you'll break out in a sweat. Perhaps the fever will be better by tomorrow. You'll have to listen to me." Subsequently, Xian Zihao's gentle and loving voice sounded out.
Zhan An smiled and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened. Xian Zihao looked at his mother and the thermos in her hand. "Mom?"
Jiang Ruolan quickly went to the fridge to get some of the salted vegetables she bought earlier. Hearing a voice coming from in front of the door, she came out from the kitchen and saw Zhan An smiling at her. "Mom, it's too late, why are you here?"
