[Yuyu: Auntie, really? I just asked Liang to help me purchase a handbag because I don't have time to go abroad to buy it myself. And you're messaging me to ask about this?]
Zhang Ling broke out in a cold sweat. That meant she hadn't been seeing things—the WeChat account of her son was indeed on Zhao Yu's phone.
Zhao Yu picked up his own phone and suddenly noticed the case was warm, indicating someone had handled it recently.
Zhang Ling was in a daze, not even sure how she managed to bring the dishes to the table. She took a bite with her chopsticks—the flavor was excellent, and incredibly refreshing!
But Zhang Ling was preoccupied with other thoughts, mechanically eating her food.
Zhao Yu kept praising how delicious the food was, wondering how it was grown.
Zhao Yu casually asked, "Xiaoling, I heard that the land on the eastern side of the city is going to be auctioned off to builders for construction, isn't it?"
Zhang Ling nodded.
