On Saturday morning, as soon as Bai Xiaosheng got out of bed and tidied up, there was a knock at the door.
Wei Xuelian brought breakfast.
She had figured out Bai Xiaosheng's daily routine, arriving on time. Breakfast was for two, and Wei Xuelian ate with him.
"Do you think I should bring something with me? Going empty-handed doesn't seem right," Bai Xiaosheng asked.
After all, Lu Yun was an elder who was recently recovering from a serious illness, it seemed only logical to bring something when he was inviting him over.
But the problem was, Lu Yun was too rich!
Whatever he thought of bringing seemed inappropriate, fruits would appear cheap, perhaps they only ate specially supplied ones.
"You don't need to bring anything. Uncle Lu doesn't like those things," Wei Xuelian said with a smile, teasing, "Besides, you are his life-saving benefactor. Just going is enough. This time, I'm coming with you, so I can also bask in your glory and have a big meal."
