Just then, the phone rang.
Upon seeing the look on her mother's face, Wan Dongmei fell silent instantly. Liu Daqing stood up, walked to the window, and spoke in a courteous tone, "Old Zhou..."
"I heard you were hospitalized. I'm concerned about your health. Is everything okay?"
"Just a recurrence of an old ailment. I'm alright. It's just that my respiratory system has some issues..."
"The smog has been bad lately; it might be really uncomfortable for you..." Old Zhou said casually. "You haven't been back to stay for this long in several years, have you?"
Liu Daqing forced a bitter smile. "I had to deal with some miscellaneous matters, but they should be resolved before long..."
The two men chatted idly for a while before hanging up.
Liu Daqing leaned against the window, his expression very grave.
Finally, Wan Dongmei asked in a low voice, "What did Old Zhou say?"
"He just asked about my health."
"Is that all?"
