Han Qingwan's gaze became gentle. "Of course, I will, so I'm only going to stay there for a while. Otherwise, I won't be able to come back. I really can't bear to leave Da Bao and Gun Gun, and I'm worried about you too."
Lu Weijian said, "Don't worry, I've always been doing fine."
"That's all I hope for. Look at your brother. Da Bao is also already five years old now. What about you?"
"What about me? My career is going smoothly, my games are doing well, I'm healthy, and I eat well. Isn't that great?"
Han Qingwan was so angry that she laughed. "Forget it, forget it. Let's not talk about you. Don't send me off either. I'll leave by car tomorrow morning. Stay at home and take good care of yourself."
"Got it."
Han Qingwan walked up to Su Bei and said softly, "Su Bei."
"Yes, Mom."
