"I see," Qiao Weiyang said softly. "In that case, I can treat her as a friend."
Although Ling Rong's attitude was a little arrogant, Qiao Weiyang did not mind showing her kindness because of Lin Shuhui.
After returning to Lin Shuhui's room, Qiao Weiyang took out some medicine and reminded her, "Aunt Lin, you still have to take medicine and take good care of your body. You'll be busy again during this period of time. I'm a little worried about your health."
"Don't worry. I'm just tutoring two students. Besides, they're both adults. They won't make me angry. It's not a difficult job."
"You have to take care of yourself. I've put the dosage of the medicine here. Remember to take it." Qiao Weiyang sorted the things and put them away.
"Okay, got it."
…
In a teahouse.
Lin Shuhui walked in calmly.
The elegant sound of a piano came from inside.
