The headlights of the car just touched her as she maneuvered the wheelchair and turned to greet him.
Bo Yanching was forced to brake and stopped outside the open-air parking lot.
"Third Brother!"
Auntie Song took a slight step back, waited for the man to get out of the car, and raised a smiling face, "Why are you back so late? The family saved dinner for you. Are you hungry? Shall I ask the servants to heat it up for you?"
Bo Yanching glanced at her emotionlessly, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Auntie Song was taken aback by what seemed like concern; her face involuntarily flushed, "Grandma said you'd be coming home tonight. She went to bed early and didn't wait for you. I thought someone at home should stay up to wait. Since I sleep late, I was pruning flowers anyway, so I decided to wait for you."
