Li Ai pats her hand with a gleeful smile, "Young lady, your health matters. Look at you, so skinny, barely any meat on your bones. Girls should have a little bit of flesh to look good."
Such a young lady, she has the factory running in full swing.
The benefits are tremendous.
Truly impressive.
"Hey, Old Zhang, stop practicing calligraphy. The young lady is here," Li Ai yells loudly.
Old Zhang has been missing the girl.
If she didn't come before Chinese New Year, that would be something.
However, it's been quite a while since the New Year. The young lady hasn't even shown up, which annoys him a bit. If she won't come, then so be it.
The old man is getting older and tends to take things more seriously.
Upon hearing his wife's vociferous call, Old Zhang puts down his brush and comes out of his study.
"Madam Meng, you honor us with your presence today, making our humble abode shine," teases Old Zhang while looking at Meng Yunhan.
