Lu Qingqing did not know that her younger brother had contacted He Mingzhu; she had stewed a nutritious soup and prepared a healthy meal in the courtyard house, which Fu Yisheng had Along deliver to the hospital.
It was just him and Lu Qingqing at home tonight, and they had to cherish this hard-won world for two.
As for Song Xiufeng and Ning Anping, having donated so much money and having made the donation ceremony such a grand affair, naturally, the higher-ups from the university were treating them to a meal.
Time is truly a wondrous thing.
It can change one's appearance, can transform one's demeanor, and makes a world of difference between youth and middle age.
Among the university's senior officials present, one was Ning Anping's former classmate Tan Hong, a close friend, yet even he failed to recognize the woman who had freely splurged her wealth in broad daylight, the once prominent figure of the Mathematics Department, Lin Shu.
