Mr. Xu took the driver's seat while Lin Qing settled into the passenger seat.
Glancing back at Anna, she asked, "Hey, do you want to go to the hospital?"
Anna snorted and answered "No need," she was very embarrassed about being photographed with this bruised face.
Lin Qing looked at her pitiful appearance and joked, "Well, at least you can consider getting a better nose job now."
Qian An responded by kicking the back of her seat, prompting a laugh from Lin Qing.
Lin Qing quickly looked up the nearest open pharmacy on the internet, and Mr. Xu stepped out to purchase the necessary items. Upon arriving at the condo near University Street, Lin Qing commanded in a firm tone, "Sit down."
Qian An took the medine from her and said, "I'll do it myself."
Handing over the supplies, Lin Qing didn't argue with this stubborn ox.
"You were clearly outnumbered; why even be there? Are you stupid?" she questioned.
"What is it to you?" Anna hrumphed and entered the bathroom.
Lin Qing face palmed herself and let out of a sigh ."Is this what having a teenage daughter feels like? I really need to be kinder to my mother," she mused, deciding to let this edgy teenager alone.
Noticing several texts and messages from her brother, she felt too exhausted to respond in detail. She simply texted back, "Thank you for everything, big brother. Everything's alright. We're both at the condo with Qian An. If mom and dad asks can you tell them too , please~~
No need to worry about us. I am tired so I'll head to bed."
Saturday morning Lin Qing woke up early again, her internal clock was pretty precise lately.
Noticing the empty fridge, she promptly ordered some groceries from a nearby market and began preparing a hearty breakfast and sang a song in a tone that would scare little kids and make musicians quit the industry.
The sounds from the kitchen eventually woke Qian An up , she walked down to kitchen and was suprised with the scene ; "What the... Am I hallucinating? Fatty Qing, are you actually making breakfast?" she exclaimed in surprise.
Lin Qing didn't retort her exclamations she just casually asked;
"You're up? Want some eggs?"
Qian An's face was a mix of skepticism and caution, as if eating Lin Qing's cooking might poison her .
Lin Qing scanned her face and shrugged her shoulders;"Fine, more for me," she retorted, taking her freshly prepared food to the dining table.
Settling in, she began watching a foreign drama series she had recently been interested in.