The next few days passed quite peacefully for Mo Roulan.
Her wound had started to heal and she was able to walk now.
At this moment, Mo Roulan was having breakfast with her family, He Jian and Shen Youlin who had just come to Mo family apartment this morning.
"Roulan, did you call Cheng Yang and asked him to come for the dinner?"
Lin Qianru asked her daughter.
He Jian who had been eating silently suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Roulan.
Mo Roulan, who didn't notice He Jian's gaze, put down the chopsticks and looked at her mother.
"I did, Mom. He is a little busy in some things but he said that he will try to take out some time. He also apologized for leaving that day so abruptly."
Lin Qianru nodded her head.
Shen Youlin who heard the conversation looked completely confused and asked
"Who is Cheng Yang?"
"He is the boy I used to teach."
