Having picked up the elderly Shen couple from the airport, Jiang Jinsang had already reserved a spot at Quanjude in Beijing.
On the drive there, Tang Wan sat in the passenger seat, with the three members of the Shen Family in the back. The old granny held Shen Shuci's hand the entire time, eyeing her carefully, "You've gotten a bit skinny and look somewhat haggard. Haven't you been resting well?"
"I was busy until late yesterday." Shen Shuci had no choice but to follow through with her lie.
"Don't work so hard. If you're short on cash, just tell me."
"I'm not." Her internship didn't pay much, but her expenses were really modest. Plus, with the little savings she had accumulated over time, she was quite comfortable.
"Look at you, wearing so little. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold…"
