"No, I just got here." Xiang Caiping rubbed her hands. "I just wanted to see if you had finished up work."
Su Qingsang sighed inwardly. "Where is your hotel? I'll send you back."
The look of anticipation in Xiang Caiping's eyes dimmed instantly. Su Qingsang added, "I'll take you there to pack your luggage, then you'll come back home with me."
Xiang Caiping's eyes lit up again. "Qingsang, you, you…"
"Since you are my mother, there is no reason for you to stay at a hotel. I still have a room at my place, but it's not very spacious. I hope you won't mind."
"I don't mind. I don't mind."
Xiang Caiping waved her hands to dispel Su Qingsang's worry; the smile on her face reflected her ebullience.
Su Qingsang was not quite sure what else to say as she followed Xiang Caiping to the hotel to pack up her luggage. She then took Xiang Caiping home.
