Ding Shun specially instructed the chef to make Cheng Ling's favorite fish.
They ate on time at seven o'clock.
Ding Shun had the habit of drinking, but because of his old age, he had to control the amount. Thus Cheng Ling only let him drink a small glass.
Taking a sip of wine, Ding Shun smacked his lips, savoring the aftertaste carefully.
"Oh right, my performance in school today was okay, right? I didn't let others find out that we actually know each other, did I?"
Cheng Ling smiled. "No, Grandpa Ding. Your acting skills are very good. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I would have really missed my appointment today."
Cheng Ling waved the phone in her hand. Her chat with the WeChat "I Love My Home" was still stuck on the other party's "Where're you?". At that time, she was already standing in the office to receive the "criticism", so she didn't have time to reply to the message.
