"Hehe, it's good I didn't bother you." The worry on Su Aiping's face faded, her gaze sweeping around the café before she looked at Mi Jing and smiled gracefully, "Your business here seems quite good, you must be busy, huh?"
"There are more people around this time, but it's okay, not too busy." Mi Jing replied with a smile and then asked, "Mrs. Su, would you like something to eat?"
"Sigh, I don't have an appetite today. I wonder if something's wrong with my health. When I was in the car earlier, my chest felt so tight I could hardly breathe. It's better now, but I still feel dizzy and uncomfortable." Su Aiping held her forehead and slowly sat back in the chair, massaging her head a few times, looking genuinely unwell.
"Shall I take you to the hospital?" Though Mi Jing was not very familiar with Su Aiping, she was, after all, Xing'er's aunt. Technically, they were relatives, so naturally, Mi Jing couldn't ignore her condition.
