Looking at how Zhang Lijuan, who used to be chubby, had become so thin and dark, with hollows under her eyes, Si Boyi's heart ached. "Lijuan, I've let you down," he said.
Zhang Lijuan replied, "As long as you care for me, I don't feel wronged."
Zhang Lijuan was confident that she could once again make a good living by selling milk tea. It was just that Si Boyi, being old-fashioned, was against the idea because he felt like he was stealing Tong Yao's business.
Zhang Lijuan, however, believed that as long as they didn't sell at the high school gate, they weren't really stealing business. The couple had argued about this for a long time, but now that Si Boyi had come around, Zhang Lijuan finally felt relieved.
"Ding-a-ling-a-ling..."
The phone in the hall suddenly rang, which puzzled Si Boyi. "Who could be calling so late at night?" he wondered.
Zhang Lijuan urged him, "Go answer the phone quickly! The ringing might wake up the baby."
