The next day.
Tang Su had no plans to go to Culture Street. Her staff doted on her and told her not to bother coming in lately unless it was something urgent; they would take care of the shop dutifully.
Zhang Li and Zhao Yue even joked with her, telling her to focus on her love life and to try to get both her wedding and baby-making with Doctor Lu sorted out by next year.
When the time came, they'd bring the little one to the shop and help her take care of the child.
Tang Su didn't say anything. She just smiled with pursed lips, well-aware that when these two sisters first started working at her bookstore, she could hear them complaining about their own kids almost every day.
Had they forgotten the pain simply because the wounds had healed?
Or, why not have a second child then?
