Tang Wan had just finished washing the paint off her hands when her phone vibrated in her pocket. She hurriedly dried her hands and pulled out her phone, catching sight of the caller ID and quickly answering.
"Hello, Auntie—"
"Wanwan!" The voice was affectionate and teasing. "Am I bothering you?"
"No, not at all."
The call was from Jiang Jinsang's mother.
"I just wanted to ask about our Xiaowu's health today. He hasn't caused you any trouble, has he?"
"No, Mr. Wu is doing well."
"Look at you, still so polite. He's just three years older than you."
"Um..." Tang Wan was at a loss for ways to ingratiate herself with Jiang Jinsang. "Auntie, what does Mr. Wu usually like? What does he enjoy eating? What hobbies does he have?"
"Why are you asking that?"
