Feng Jinglei retracted her gaze from the car window and looked down at her son, "We'll be back soon."
Should she give him a call before going back?
Uh, it seems like it's okay not to.
Then, she gave the driver the address to the Qin Mansion, and then turned her head to look out the window.
The car passed by a small alley, and suddenly a figure caught her eye.
"Stop for a moment!"
The sudden voice made the driver quickly hit the brakes.
Outside the window, at the back door of a restaurant in the alley, a familiar figure was sitting there, washing a mountain of dishes and cutlery in a large basin.
"Crash!"
While washing, she accidentally broke a plate, and quickly a figure dashed out of the narrow back door, giving Yang Huayun a fierce scolding.
"What's wrong with you? You've been working here for so long and still breaking plates? If I didn't feel sorry for you two, do you think I'd hire you both to work here?"
