"Wu Shi!" Fu Bing ran over excitedly, her gloomy mood instantly swept away. "Are you done with your errands?"
Wu Shi nodded, his face hidden by the mask, but his eyes brimming with a smile.
His screen lit up: "I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you."
When Fu Bing saw the words on his screen, she shook her head. "Seeing you makes me very happy. I was a bit angry just now, but I'm all better. Later, pick a car from the garage and go pick up Uncle He and Aunt Ning from home. I'll cook dinner myself tonight."
"What's the happy occasion?" his screen displayed.
"To celebrate that we're all still together."
Wu Shi's eyes curved with his smile. I'm back, and she's this happy?
Fu Bing was placing an order for groceries on the property management's proprietary resident app.
She was very good at cooking, but as she grew up, her opportunities to cook became fewer, leading many to assume she couldn't cook at all.
Ever since she could remember, her mother always had endless embroidery to do.
