"He didn't really talk about much..." Mrs. Mu thought for a moment, then looked at her daughter, "He just asked about the family, wondering if everyone is doing well. Oh, he asked what you were doing and mentioned that you hung up his call. I told him you had gone to school for a lecture, and he was relieved."
"Oh." Mu Xiangwan settled onto the sofa, throwing a throw pillow on her lap. Hearing from her mother that she had explained last night's situation to him, she felt relieved, "As long as it's been clarified, so he doesn't worry unnecessarily."
...
Because of the call from Su Chaoyang, Mu Xiangwan was reminded of their little nest. Early the next day, she left the house and went to the new flat, opening the windows for ventilation, watering the plants on the balcony, wiping around, and even mopped the floor.
She had never done these chores in all her life, but these days she would occasionally do some housework. Though it was tiring, it filled her heart with joy.
