Just as He Ming and Mother He fell silent, Yao Ning approached.
"Auntie, how are you feeling today?" Yao Ning truly lived up to her name, tall and graceful, with a gentle and charming demeanor, exuding an intellectual beauty.
Mother He became increasingly satisfied the more she looked at her.
She smiled and said, "I'm fine now, everything's okay. No need to worry."
"Good to hear." Yao Ning smiled faintly.
Then she turned to look at He Ming beside her, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned, followed by a blush creeping onto her cheeks.
Yes, Yao Ning liked He Ming. Back when she was in school, she admired him. At that time, she often found reasons to visit his house, seeking some presence.
But He Ming didn't seem to notice, remaining as he was before.
